DREAM THAT ONLY LOOMS

Dream That Only Looms

I ran, I ran, with a reckless valor,

My feet sped in a vehement vigor.

But I still felt – I ran in vain!

I felt smothered by the mist – Was I sane?

With my knees trembling and knuckles cold,

I strived harder to tear apart the buckles old.

My struggling vision found it too near me;

And I deemed – if only I were free!

Sometimes it seemed to play a cruel game;

None save the Savior could find it tame…

It was sultry with a blur suffusing the pall.

I had chased it – my dream,

But spent as I was, I could only scream –

It was surreal – it was a dream that only looms…