Hope

Hope is the bird that guards it's young dreams from the cold frostbite, wanting them to last long enough to see a spring where they can hatch into reality and sing Hope is the flower that endures the storm and has the strength to reach up even as the drops fall heavy on its face It's the rose grounded in the belief that the sun will shine again so even when the wind tries to tear it from its faith And forces it to bend The stem remains strong Bouncing back upright when the storm has passed and the gale has calmed It's a flame who's burn is low and long That many of us have lit in the hopes that one day we will find our way out of our own darkness When the world around us seems to have gone cold and dry And we need to stave off numbness To the things we once anticipated. Keep your fire Keep your feeling Keep your faith Hope