The seed of hope

frozen-hand my heart is stilled by
winter, but in my hand I
hold the seed of hope

let your ambitions fly

geese-flying

with sky my limit
come ambitions, let us fly
on the wings of hope

into distant skies
dreams fly on wings of hope
searching for a home

Many dreams falter in dark shadows

BUT

With the rising sun, arrives hope

FOR

Light changes one’s perspective on life

AND

Darkness was there to teach appreciation

enough of dark thoughts
for shadows and
night never last!

for even the vastness
of space is never
dark for too long

darkness is but
a canvass
there only to accompany light

whose moments
come as waves
even on forgotten shores

there to bestow
awareness of beauty
waiting to be found

to draw attention to salvation
hidden at every corner
of despair

before me stands hope –

not long ago I only

recognized despair

When spirit is strong
the mind is ever willing
there is always hope

— J M Lysun —