Hope

In the depths where shadows cling,
And hope's faint whisper starts to fade,
Despair, a heavy, crushing thing,
Wraps the heart in a cold, dark shade.

Tears fall like rain on barren ground,
Each drops a story of lost dreams,
In silence, pain's deep echoes sound,
A world unravelling at the seams.

But as the night grows darker still,
A voice within begins to rise,
Though fragile, it exerts its will,
A spark that flickers and never dies.

Romans 5:3-4 - "Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope."

Through every trial, every tear,
A purpose hidden in the strife,
Perseverance quells the fear,
Breathes character, and renews life.

Though hope seems lost, and light unclear,
A steadfast heart will find its way,
For in each step, though trembling, near,
The dawn breaks forth—a new day.