Hope
Hope, is in the evensong
That lifts us to a new high
Its the reason to hold our breath
To laugh, to smile, to sigh.
Hope is a whistled tune
That flutters around our head
The words that comfort the soul
The petalled road ahead
Hope is a child's first step
A thank you in the rain
A kiss that soothes a troubled mind
That eases all our pain
Hope is the sunrise
That draws a fresh new day
The reason to believe
The map to find our way
Hope is the ring of a bell
When man has found a cure
When fingered prayer feeds the need
To relieve what we endure
Hope is our tomorrow
A lesson from today
That conjures every miracle
To fill in the words we say
Hope is the manna
That feeds a determined soul
The delicate bird that visits
With a song to make us whole
Hope is the breakthrough
The invisible gift we give
The force that lies within us
The reason we have to live
Hope is the mystery
Without it, it is poorer still
For if hope deserts us now
It removes our very will
Copyright © Andy Mears | Year Posted 2024
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