HOPE

Trapped at dawn in a drop of dew on a wilted leaf;

silent;

tiny;

Stuck at dusk between the pages of a book on dying;

invisible;

ready.

Woven in the motions of a discombobulated world.

Entwined in the cries of migrating birds.

Rapture. Or despair.

Emerging from a grief that will not be silenced.

Rising from the ashes of a soul that refuses to die.

Abandon. Or faith.

Cradled at dusk in the folds of hands joined in prayer;

true;

vibrant.

Born at dawn from the knowing of a voice deep inside;

soft ;

constant.

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