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

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

And in all Creation I now belonged...
As other specks this way thronged..

Together we, all merged with Hope

Now Hope is me
I hope... You see.

If you wish, now come with me
For I have come to set you free.

- Tagir