Hope
in darkness deep,
a spark, a flicker–
a shine of promise
in my heart to keep–
a sweet
to mitigate the bitter–
a rainbow arcing
through a mottled, winter sky—
a mind’s eye glimpse
of the granting of a wish
that keeps the laughter floating up
crowding out the drowning power
of a sinking, tearful cry–
the lifted eyes and smile and voice
that lighten up my little mind
that then can carry anything–
I choose
to let them win,
so I give in
to contact
and understanding
of a deeper kind.
A lovely poem for a Monday morning in Vancouver.
beautiful hope piece.
How encouraging
Thank you, The Cello Strings and Linda!