Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Hope is an Orange thing


Hope is an Orange thing


   Hope is an Orange thing
    Vibrant, refusing to be dulled

 Like Amber, long forgotten
         Gone grey and clouded
                ‘Till Darkness falls
        And when shined, polished
It Glow-gleams

Like a Candle’s light, flicker
        Seeming so small, so frail
               Until a Storm comes
      And that small light is
All that is left in the Universe

Like Autumn leaves
       Clinging despite the cold
             A reminder
       That soon the sorrow will pass
And life will go on, in Light

Like the Sun’s rise
        Promising that Dawn is here
               At Last
      The cold night no longer rules
All shall be made Safe

Hope is an Orange thing
 Vibrant, even when muted
A Strong thing, bright
 Saying, softly
“I Live On.”
        

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