Thursday, June 7, 2012
That which is not seen
I have hope. Hope that these shadows will be dispersed by the light. Hope that the night will no longer be so black. Hope that tomorrow will be brighter than today. I have hope. Hope that the sky will be bluer after the storm, hope that the colors of the sunset brighter in the smog, and hope that the grass will be greener after the rain. I have hope. Hope that relationships will be restored; hope that love will increase and hope of forgiveness much more. Hope is what I live and yearn for. Hope gets me through the storm. I have hope for the best is yet to come. I have hope.
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