A voice of hope.

How might a light shine in the night
wavering in the cold, shivering, alone
how might a bird fly
solemn through a listless sky?
The weight falls down, heavy
upon too-tired shoulders, it rests.

Hark: the lonesome dove cries
not of sorrow, not of pain,
but of life.
Singing his joy
making it his own.
So let the darkness
pass you by,
close your doors up tight
you'll make it through all right

Have no fear, the battle is won,
for in your heart, there is light;
focus on it, the voice of hope
when fear and doubt threaten to drown.

You knew I needed this right now and It is so very beautiful and touching. Thank you for sharing this Lucid! I am sure it will resonate with many people who will need it as much as I did.

a reply to: Night Star

You are very welcome, Night star of the shedlands. (Bows)

a reply to: LucidWarrior

Very good Lucid. Most of us do need the light of hope to focus on so we don't stumble over our blindness to the realities of this world.

a reply to: LucidWarrior

Morning Lucid,

Very Nice.

Thanks for sharing.

a reply to: LookingForABetterLife

Ah, but stumbling in that darkness is the pathway to freedom, haha. We must let hope guide us but must not forget to look outside of its comfort, IMO.

a reply to: crappiekat

Your welcome, Kat