Hope Returns

A fire burns,

My Spirit learns,

My soul discerns,

My mind, it churns.

As my Heart yearns,

So Hope returns.

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So many whirling thoughts

Deep within my mind are caught.

They offer little rest

From all the world’s unkind tempest.

It’s hard to form a tender line,

To put words in an order fine,

When all of life’s activity

Unravels creativity.

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