Hope

When smoky path glistens dry eyes

Silent meadows drown noise inside

All wisdom lays to rest

And  steps falter each time.

When hands drop fragility to numb heart

And dreams pause to let life afloat

All clarity obscures within foggy haze

And fear grips each breath.

Hope rears  within mammoth turf

To return magic to the wand

All  winds  regain lilt across

And tulips blossom each morn.