Hope
The moonlit beach a ribbon in the night,
I hear the salty waves with their loud quietness.
My footprints mar the unblemished sand.
Me on the island, the island in me.
I sit all alone on my “darkling” shore
Awaiting the blessed return of light
The dark stillness tries to engulf me,
Dragging me deeper than the ocean floor…
But then, a spark of warmth, a feeling of peace,
A pinpoint of light at the end of my tunnel.
I close my eyes yet the light remains;
I drift off to sleep cradled in Hope’s safe embrace.