Following Hope

Following Hope

Like a tall building being destroyed
Emotions crumble and fall
Like a rushing waterfall hitting a boat below
Drowning in the empty abyss
A silhouette appears through the rubble and mist
Stepping toward the thing called Hope

Like red flames engulfing a beautiful tree
Anger swallows whole, without a thought without a care
Like an evil grin displayed upon an evil face
Destroying everything and anyone in its path
A silhouette appears through the heat and flames
Stepping toward the thing called hope

Like a rose finally starting to wilt in the summer sun
Love can die slowly after it blossoms
Like a fallen building rushing to the ground
The heart breaks in the blink of an eye
A silhouette appears thought the pain and destruction
Stepping toward the thing called hope

Like the coming of winter, when the leaves fall
Sadness envelops all of creation for the lack of color
Like the birth of a runt to a new mother
Small and weak it is easily disregarded by the others
A silhouette appears through death and loneliness
Stepping toward the thing called hope

Like a small bird straying away from the nest
Illness brings you down and breaks your back
Like left to float out into the sea
You can’t survive without enduring hardships
A silhouette appears through the pain and work
Stepping toward the thing called hope

Reaching out, but not quite there
Following close, but not quite there
If you always persevere
And don’t let things disappear
You can run, sneaking up
And touch the thing called hope that is held so dear

By Cassandra N. Grass