Saturday, November 3, 2018

Hope

Hope

Today I felt the heavy pain of the land
Entire forests burned, charred
Entire mountains with blackened scars
The leaves of the valley oaks dulled orange
Not from autumn skies
But from death
Demise

Destruction


Yet then there is this



An angel in the skies bringing life
Color
Salmon and periwinkle
Coral and slate
Her arms outspread to tell us all
All is not lost
In fact, Nothing is lost

The light shows nothing but goodness
Displaying it clearly
A clarion picture of sweet restoration

Suddenly all the pain turns to hope
Hope lifts up joy
Dancing together to the sounds of new life
The flowers are coming
The forests are coming
The animals are coming
Light and life, they are coming
Nothing can stop their singing, their songs
We have felt the dark stinging of smoke for so long
Yet here we are in the crimsons
The blue
The incredible hue
Of sheer beauty

Everything will be restored
Better, even better than ever before

The songs will always carry over the waters

11/3/18


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