Hope
The tumultuous sea of foam
Churned by the night winds and haunting souls
Natures gales bring forth torrential sadness
tossing boats, upon a briney sea
The trees bend slightly in the wind,
Uprooted by natures decree
Young birds quiet, held in deaths embrace
Waiting for the stillness, to chirp and sing
Begot dark thoughts leave me shine,
Allowing life to enter my soul,
Lighten my heart to accept whats mine,
My Heart once broken.
Fulfilled by a tranquility of hope and love
penned by Seren Roberts and Arthur Vaso
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