Hope
Can you cope
Without hope?
Craft that scope
As you grope.
Be still dear
And be clear,
Purge that fear
That kills cheer.
Seek true light
With calm sight,
Firm fond flight
That feels right.
Live pure grace
In your face,
Watch joy race
In this place.
Can you see
What will be?
Call on spree
To set free.
Leon Enriquez
31 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2018
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