Meant to be

With old eyes I see the meant to be, possibilities fly away into silent sorrow.
Long held dreams that will never be, cannot be purchased with worthless sand dollars of the sea.

His heart for life and gumption is gone. Questioning his sacrifice a haunting song.
I gave and I gave, with all that I am, to get stony glares when it comes to the end?

Who am I? Where am I? It was never this way to be.
He dies in his heart as he places his ashes at GOD's feet.

Long, long, long as death completes it's goal.
Only then he sees life's true meaning is in him who knows.

To live you have to die, to gain MY meant to be.
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Our Heavenly Father wants you to be free from self so he can give you himself.
He knows the best for you, you cannot see.
After the rags and ashes of life are laid at his feet, comes resurrection of himself in you.
Far more wonderful his way than you could ever accomplish on your own. So let go, let GOD.
We are called to come by and encourage for there is always someone you know going through the black night of death. Reach out, come along side.
Walk together with the Shepherd.