Hope

** More from August 2004. It was a rough summer. **

Another long night.
The darkness covers the ground.
The darkness covers my soul.
I seek the light that shimmers
under the door.
I push through the heaviness
of the blackness
to get to the shimmer of light.

I can almost feel the warmth.
A glimmer of light,
A glimmer of hope.
A spark to remind me
that darkness doesn't always prevail.
I push through the heaviness
of the blackness
to get to the shimmer of light.

A reminder of the sun.
A spark of warmth,
A spark of a hope.
I can remember this darkness
and I can remember how
I pushed through the heaviness
of the blackness
to get to the shimmer of light.

While sorrow may last for a night
Joy comes in the morning.