a dream i had

my future...
is fuzzy, out-of-focus
but i can tell you what i want -
or at least what i think i want
(though i don't yet know how to trust myself)
it is this (given in a manner chronological):
first, a band
and writing
and practicing
and gigging
and recording
and touring
second, a boy
and all the boy-problems that come with boys
and all the figuring out
and all the fighting and reconciling
and all the seeking God
and all the planning together
and all the living of life as two (merging into one)
third, a house
which is made of wood
which gets plenty of sunlight
which has plenty of space for people who need it (but not too much)
which has an atmosphere of warmth and hospitality
which friends visit often but is equally friendly when one is alone
fourth, some children
with much prayer, and
with much laughter, and
with much love
fifth, perhaps, a business of some kind
a coffeehouse
or some-such place of the local hanging-out variety
where people can come
and relax
and take their time
and listen to good live music on occasion
and chat with other friendly people
or sit in comfortable silence
and be served by people who care
who dress in black, but always smile
and in between this second-through-fifth
there will be more music
always music
and our children will grow up surrounded by music
and they will be genetically predisposed to love music
and the God of music will smile at them
and sing