With A Purpose

If you were to wake and find that your life was a small insignificant dream,

Would you be sad for the loss of your joy or relief would you feel and be free?

Would your soul be saddened by the loss of a love so deep unwavering and pure?

Or would you feel that you had a new chance to live, and with stronger faith endure? 

Would you try to lay back down on your pillow and resume the sweet serenade?

Or would you turn on all the lights so you couldn't return there again?

Would you burst with sadness for the life that you had, and all that you worked to achieve 

Or would you be glad that the life that you had you no longer would have to lead?

Would you be burdened every day of your new life longing to hold those you loved

Or would you finally feel free of the relationships you made that you should not have been part of? 

How sad it would be to choose the latter,

hoping that this life simply didn't matter.

As for the dream you won't wake and find

that you've been asleep wasting your time.

For this life is no dream, but a test and a trial 

and these moments are such that will soon lift you higher

But only when led with faith and commitment 

A life full of love and pure intent found in it.

So for those of you who would choose to wake up 

I wish to tell you of a man who did drink a full cup. 

A cup that was deep, bitter and cruel

To save us from sin when we are but fools

So that when we wished that our life was a dream 

we could fall on our knees and truly be free.