Hope and Faith

Hope and Faith With my body suffering from acute pains After a fall on a slippery floor, With the back hitting against the footsteps And several ribs fractured at the core Sleep becomes utterly vain, Conflicting thoughts and clashing concepts Invariably invade my mind, The days seem to be dull, dreary and long, Hardly inner peace I can find And only wish my course not to prolong. But the mind, after deliberations, Counsels me not to forsake hope, Not to give way to emotions Nor a dark despair to adopt But to cherish and nurture hope As it is the effulgent light That keeps the spirit ever bright, Spurs man to rise up if he falls, To move ahead to reach his real goal And mark his imprint in the human scroll. Hope enshrines a positive attitude, Helps to discern the bright side of life Relieves man from obnoxious solitude, Assuages his arduous daily strife And lends a hand to restore one`s health, The most precious gift in the world Which no amount of treasures or wealth, And not even the rarest of pearls, Can retrieve for one striving for a last breath And who maintains hope at arm`s length. Yet a low voice deep from my inner self Extols the the virtues of faith in the Lord As faith in the Lord is faith in oneself And not to think of the Lord we can`t afford; He cares for us in ways we can`t believe, Extends His hands to temper our downfall, Works out wonders our pain to relieve And showers His grace on us if we call On Him with wilful faith and devotion And with resolute determination. By Krishnanand Guptar