Hope...

 

In the quiet moments of the night

Came to me a sparkling light

This light then did speak to me

My name is Hope,

I've come to set you free

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And with Hope, did I elope

Upon some snow capped Mountain slope

She showed me I was but a speck

A sequin bright, real, not circumspect

Beloved and wanted, part of life

With purpose, fine an inner joy

A life Creation does employ

Made by Creation, born of light..

Here to help to set things right

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And in all Creation I now belonged...

As other specks this way thronged..

Together we, all merged with Hope

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Now Hope is me

I hope... You see.

If you wish, now come with me

For I have come to set you free.

 

- Tagir