It Is Well With My Soul

There's a story behind this. And a poem.

I once had a dream, it became a part of me.
It twisted and it wove, in my heart before I woke.
It told a tale of bravery,
Of priceless friendship camaraderie.
I once had a song, from deep within it rang.
It's notes struck a tune, to my heart it played and sang.
Its words were like a lyre, its music on the breeze
It told a tale of friendship, of constant loyalty.
I once had a hope, but now it's flown and gone.
It fluttered and it twittered, but now my hope's passed on.
For now that tale of loyalty
I've found its story is not for me.
It told a tale of camaraderie, and Trials of new
But through it all I'll still say,
It is well with my soul.