Hopes and Daydreams

Dreams feel too intangible

Like a breath

I’m unwilling to release

For fear of losing it

Floating away before it’s formed

A goal feels too restricting

Binding me to a plan

That I’m not sure I can hold to

A purpose feels too spiritual

Taking something finite

and making it transcendent

A want feels flimsy and selfish

A need feels too indulgent

S0 what do I call this desire inside me

That I feel like I can’t release

But also won’t let go of me

Maybe it’s an obedience

Not an identity

Merely a road map

Pointing me in the direction that I should go

Not to a destination

Calling me ahead

On the path that would lead me

into greater knowledge

of the One who calls