Hope Rests On Distant Fairest Hill
Hope Rests On Distant Fairest Hill
Can not write about lost hope just now
when cheer meets me with morning sun
Rays of applause force me to take a bow
stiffen my resolve and not dare to run
What of the coming night screams made
or heart's pain from an untimely death
Have given all, nothing left to trade
as solemn grief demands my last breath
Nay! Hope rests on distant fairest hill
celebration just waiting for my life
Testament to sacred faith and hope's will
no cuts from this overused broken knife
Spirit awaits another gift Heaven sent
medicine for the sad and wailing heart
All earthly treasures given but not spent
new life granted for this blessed start
One Hope, cast into the hot molding flames
fire created to burn away eating pain
All love and joys arriving with new names
rebirth of the Soul from the dark stain
Robert J. Lindley, 06 -20- 2015
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015
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