Hope - A Poem

Feb 10
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Cast adrift on a turbulent sea.

Floating in an endless darkness.

Only a solitary oar to steer.

No stars to ever guide me.

There is no necessity of rescue.

Content with a lack of a navigator.

No sextant or map was needed.

Solitude did not deliver cabin fever.

Charted courses hold no adventure.

But the darkness can drive you mad.

Maybe there is one sliver of light.

A small shining beacon on the horizon.

With that feint prospect of you,

present as hope illuminating the way

Maybe I will not be as lost

As I thought I was destined to be.

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