Intrepid beauty finds it niche,
even in a desolate place as this.
Fortitude in desperational breaths,
finds it's way in a world of hopelessness.
Delicate balance proclaimed epitome,
of all that living was meant to be.
Reaches high for the life giving light,
even in a arid parched sea of hopeless blight.
In elational innocence of a want to live,
sheerness beauty finds what nature gives.
Sustenance in vapid soil of rocky waste,
roots find moist nourishment to partake.
Shine your light of the gift of life,
find a way through the vast dark night.
Graceful balanced beauty can exist today,
look to a future emerge come what may.
Have the grace to hold your power,
nothing is better in the darkest hour.
~~~Suseann~~~
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Written April 30th, 2006
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Great poem. I interpret it to mean there is always hope. That if we are rooted in our life, that hope will nourish us and sustain us through anything. At least this is what I got from it. Very well written. Thank you for sharing. Very good luck in the contest. Good job!
Jeannie D
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This beautiful. I have always believed in the power of positive thinking. It makes even the worse situations bearable. Here's to an excellent write and powerful message. Blessings. Debby
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