Poem: Endless Hope

Lost in the endless hope, I wonder,
Through shadows, soft, where dreams grow fonder.
A path unmarked, yet brightly glowing,
With every step, the future’s showing.

Hope, a flame that flickers, wide,
In the silence where the heart resides.
It whispers low, a gentle tune,
A promise rising with the moon.

The skies stretch far, a canvas bright,
Endless blue, a boundless light.
Each breath I take, I chase the star,
No matter how distant, how far.

Through valleys deep and mountains tall,
I rise again, I hear the call.
For hope is not just a fleeting guest,
It’s the soul’s true journey, and its quest.

And though the world may blur and bend,
In hope, the journey has no end.
Lost I may be, but ever found,
In hope’s embrace, I’m safe and sound.

Thank-you for reading.

Much Love and light,

Brenda Marie