Hope

Lost I was in desolate hills with dark, brooding clouds
Overhead casting hostile shadows across once-familiar ground.
Grief and despair were my company as like shrouds,
they clung to me unrelenting, sending my senses whirling around.

Alone I was as I stumbled through the creeping undergrowth
And cruel branches scratched my exposed limbs, unforgiving.
Whichever way I turn, I was ill-met… oh how loathe
The glaring darkness, the looming quiet in my ears ascreaming.

And on my knees, I cried for the opportunities that passed me by.
I cried for Sleep to carry me in His arms and take me to Eternal Peace.
And with tear-stained face upturned to the overcast sky,
I cried for the one merciful enough to grant my tribulations a surcease.

But before my soul could surrender to Grief and Despair, the heavens
parted and a single, prism of undiluted light was shining,
illuminating a lone figure who stood before me in majestic silence.
And she, with ineffable calm and steadfast voice, was speaking
"I am the one you are seeking,"
"I am Hope."