At times the barbs of life can pull you down
As angry whirling tempests spin their tales.
It seems the darkest storm is all around
And then a slash of wind tears down your sails.
From near despair a light within you glows
Within a heart that's been here once before
To plant the seed that only hope can sow
And guide you toward a friendly distant shore
And ride a wave that binds you to your fate.
Embrace that hope that even blind can see,
Then smile and cry the tears it will create
And curse the trial that brought you to your knees.
For it's what we survive that makes us strong
And those that share the journey all along.
Craig Cornish Jan. 6, 2013
Using Nette's sonnet "In Deepened Harmony" as an inspiration.
Nette, Like you wrote, "May stars bless old age; to love, behold" and may they bless you.