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Rising Hope (Annette Redmond Walters-Lafayette, LA)

"Rising Hope"

With my face in the ground
despair had risen into me
Losing hope, thinking I was bound
I felt I did not have strength to be

The wind then whistled a whispering sound
I hold my breath and open my eyes to see
My first glimpse of hope, winged and crowned
stood before me and asked me not to flee

Only then did I breathe a new scent
darkness cleared and I stumbled not again
I noticed soon, a light above, perfectly bent
into my heart, I savored all the love within

I looked upon another fallen face imprint
covered him with lilies and saw his darkness thin
When he began to rise, I felt I had been sent
to relay a cherished hope, one day he would win


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