What can I say, that hasn’t already been said?
I raise my eyes, I bow my head.
I cannot erase the sorrow
Or take away the pain
I cannot remove the tragedy, or replace the loss.
I cannot fill the void within a broken heart.
Tomorrow seems so far away.
Yesterday is almost forgotten.
But, here in the present,
There is life meant for today.
Witty words and heartfelt idioms.
Are freely spoken -
Namely, “That which doesn’t kill you
Makes you stronger.”
But, does that ring true
In the midst of piercing pain?
Empty words –
Void of meaning.
Silent screams buried
Beneath a pile of sorrow.
Echoes of truth disappear
Carried away by the wind.
Breath has no understanding.
Emotions usurp sanity.
Perception is swallowed up
In the sea of surreality.
The heart pounds.
The hands shake.
Wells of despair quake
And rumble within.
Even the strongest are persuaded
By the power of pain.
But no longer living.
Like the ocean’s waves
The pain ebbs within the tides
The fear seems to subside.
Yet, lurking in the shallows
It waits, ready to swell and crash again.
So, how does one defeat pain?
How does one survive despair?
How does one conquer fear
And become strong again?
Deep inside – Joy abides,
Waiting to drown despair.
Joy is a violent force
A jealous, courageous foe
Unrelenting, Joy battles the grip of sorrow.
In the hollowed blackness
The night must surrender its darkness –
It must yield to the dawn’s morning light.
Beauty lies beneath the ashes.
There are sights, yet to be seen.
There is life to be living.
Look up! Hope is on the horizon.
Hope is found in unexpected places.
It takes you by surprise.
Unaware, hope sneaks up on you –
Always there, hidden in plain sight.
Hope dances in the wind
And glimmers in the night.
Hope giggles in the shadows
Unafraid, hope engages the fight.
Hope thunders peace, and whispers courage.
Hope befriends the lost and forsaken.
Resolute, stubborn, and unshaken
Hope’s an anchor of immoveable might.
Defying the torrents of fear
Hope dares the tempest of despair.
Hope grins and winks
Challenging the unknown.
Hope beckons, it caresses
And wipes away every tear.
Within every breath, silent gasp
Choking sob, Hope cares.
With Hope, You are never alone.
Hope calls out guilt and shame
Hope wrestles the accuser
Hope bears the burden,
Hope shuts the mouth of blame.
Hope overflows, Hope is living,
A constant flowing stream.
Hope does not disappoint
Hope primes the stagnate soul.
Hope never loses control.
Hope holds on.
Hope renews strength.
Hope and future
Walk hand in hand.
Hope smiles from heaven.
Hope, a now and for always loyal friend.
Nothing left to say?
Broken, helpless, unheard,
Stumbling, weak and failing
Hold fast, be still and listen
Hope has the final word!
Hope is in the roar of the lion.
Hope soars with the eagle in flight.
Hope rests in the stoic silence.
Hope reigns upon the mountain’s summit.
Hope merrily surfs the surge
of the raging stormy sea.
Hope is in the bloom of the flower
And in the melody of the falling leaves.
Hope springs eternal.
Hope’s power never ceases
Hope forever speaks.
Hope is in the flowing mane
Of a horse running free.
Hope is the hush of winter’s falling snow.
Hope is in the song of gleeful laughter.
Hope is the twinkle of every child’s eye.
Hope is among the breath of puppy kisses.
Hope is the oasis found within the dry and dusty desert.
Hope is in the valley, in the meadow,
And in the greenness of the field.
Hope is in the plains,
Stretching as far as the eye can see.
Hope is in the promise of the rainbow
And in the vastness of the galaxy.
Hope forever speaks to you and to me.