If orphaned, does hope find a refuge yet
amidst shadows trembling under our step,
let it falter not by the thunderous fury then
of fallen souls vanquished by lesser men,
let it not be servile to that which is known
of the days now past, or to come it seems
for art lesser minds which abandon hope
than those abandoned by hopeless dreams
splendid..
Hope is no one’s slave
it is the child of mystery & faith
it takes refuge in frustrated souls
saving them from being lost in the unknown
Powerful stuff. Keep up that good work!
I voted for your book, my sister!
Love and Hugz ❤
Magnificent:)
Dream on… dream on…
Excellent.
Deeply thought provoking! Keep this up!