Thursday, January 22, 2009

Hope

On a floral path pushing thorns aside
Glides a gentle thought as the snakes slide-
With a venomous force a hissing raise
Blocking the serene mind with an awful noise.

When gripping fear seems very near
The terrified mind searches for a dear-
A ray of hope like a seeping sunshine
Brings a moment of peace when darkness reign.

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