TUESDAY POETRY

Hope Rises Boldly With the Morning Sun

Whispering into your soul — there is more ahead

Created in Canva by Nancy Blackman, MASF

sometimes hope
looks like the morning sun
rising swiftly and boldly
into the sky

sometimes hope
travels deep in the ocean
rays of sunshine
breaking through the surface

sometimes hope
moves swiftly in the forest
chasing after its prey
something to fill the tummy

sometimes it feels like there is no hope
nothing to mark the time
nothing to help you see
the green light ahead

and still …
grab onto hope
anyway

latch onto hope
like a child clutching a bear

for hope is still there
wanting to rise swiftly
like the morning sun

hope is still there
wanting to break through
the surface of the deep blue ocean