June-bug• Show poetry

I believe that it is our dreams that give us the courage to hope and hope that gives us the light of a brighter tomorrow. I recently came across this poem about hope.

HOPE HAPPENS

Hope is what happens when you first see a light
Just a distant, small star in the darkest of night.

Hope is what happens with the first buds of spring
When dawn touches the sky or a bird spreads it's wings.

Hope is what happens when a wound starts to heal
Whether skin deep or soul deep, you begin to feel real.

Hope is what happens when your poor but not broken
There's a goldmine of dreams-just not yet awoken.

Hope is what happens when someone is kind
A feeling not lost-just misplaced in your mind.

Hope is what happens when war turns to peace
After everyone prayed that the fighting would cease.

Hope is what happens with the smell of fresh rain
When your long drought of dreams is renewed yet again.

Hope is what happens when clouds finally clear
Troubled thunder falls silent-courageous whispers you hear.

Hope is what happens when your heart skips a beat
And, so least expected, a soul mate you meet.

Hope is what happens when fresh bread is baking
And what hungers your heart, will one day stop aching.

Hope is what happesn when kindling ignites
You rediscover your passion that burns day and night.

Hope is what happens when the pain eases a bit
And deep down inside, you find your true grit.

Hope is what happens as long as we breathe
For although it takes time, the sorrow will leave.

Hope is what happens long after the pain
Hope is what happens-again and again.

Catherine DeVrye