top of page

Misfit Musings
Scripturient Fragments in an Online Jar
undreaming
my hard work didn't pay off,
the right people didn't show up
and my dreams didn't come true.
but really, it's never too late
to come to understand
the surest dreams you held so dear
weren't ever even meant for you.
the source of everything we believe
dreams-come-true will give
is actually in all the painful letting gos along the way.
it's only there we can find
unimaginable wellsprings of truths and people
we couldn't have ever dreamed
of needing at all.
and eventually,
we can't possibly imagine living without them.
and it's unbelievable how we ever did.
bottom of page