Hope

Do you look above with tears and pain

And cry back to see hope lost in vain

Gather your nerves to unfold the brain

And light the lamp in heart of hope again……

Is there another world for this frail dust

To warm with life and be itself again?

Something about me daily speaks there must,

And why should instinct nourish hopes in vain?

Oops the nature's prophesy that such will be,

And everything seems struggling to explain

The close sealed volume of its mystery.

Time wandering onward keeps its usual spree

As seeming anxious of eternity,

To meet that calm and find a resting place.

And the small red feels the power of future

And waits each year renewing blooms to nurture

There is surely a power in soul  immaculate

Which bring the autumn and brings the spring

And here I wait again for my heart to sing

That I am the essence of love to make life grin !!