A flicker bright in darkest night,
A spark of warmth, a shining light.
From weary hearts, a whisper grows,
A seed of faith, a hope that glows.
Through stormy skies and endless rain,
New hope emerges, born of pain.
It rises strong, a steady flame,
A light that’s never just the same.
It paints the world in hues of gold,
A promise that the future’s bold.
No matter where the road may wind,
New hope is always there to find.
So lift your eyes, and feel it near,
A quiet strength, a voice so clear.
In every challenge, every test,
New hope will guide you to your best.
Thank-you for reading.
Much love and Light,
Brenda Marie Fluharty
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Wonderful, Brenda, so meaningful and insightful.