... hope...

… hope…

… gently yielding night brings promise in the grey dawn…
subduing demons… diminishing sting
… sprouts the eager shoot of trust… of expectation… of anticipation and belief…
awake proud day… arise sweet sun… embrace kind warmth…
… and grasp the light - the time … before those demons return…

© Peter Hunter 2012

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