of hope and happiness
And as the balance tipped
Toward the days of shadow
Life falling like leaves
To drift into piles
Or scurry away
According to the whims
Of the wind
Then dreams brightened
Quickened in the bed of silence
Nurtured by the heart’s
Ever hopeful nature
Inner sunshine on a bleak day…
An orchestra of justice
Nature’s rhythms awoke
Played themes of peace
and incomprehensible hope
in lilting tones of possibility
“How could that be,” one wonders
“without control and argument?”
‘Tis simply natural law
as life flows with ease
and rushing grace
Through crags of challenge
and boulders of resistance
