What is it in our bones

That makes us stronger when we fall

What is it in our mind

That makes it whole when torn apart

What is it in our nerves

That makes steel when danger looms

What is it in our heart

Where in the darkest time hope blooms

A hope that things will be okay

And I will be whole again

Does not matter how dark the clouds

There is a rainbow after rain

A hope that I will get home

Tomorrow, next week or year

That I just need to hold on tight

And not give in to every fear

Of all my failings, there are abundant

Hope remains the crown jewel

Even in the darkest moments

It lets me be a happy fool.

Published by ElusiveSilence

Always wondering....

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