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Can you hear it
in the ceaseless pounding surf..
as the wind rails against the crags…
in the silence of the firmament?
Can you see it
in a child’s trusting smile…
in the pools of morning light…
in a wing against the sky?
.
With whispered step, and open hand
Hope unveils its shining face.
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2008
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