Hope is a revolution.
It sings with the dawn,
in the trees,
the autumn gold leaves
burnished with the rising sun.
Hope is a quiet promise.
It whispers in the wind,
always moving,
lifting the fallen leaves
towards the scattered sky.
Hope is the voice that never dies.
© Elizabeth Ward 2020.
*Published as part of NanoPoblano, a month long creative project of blogging, with the Cheer Peppers team.
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This is beautiful! We so need hope now! And I read your mini-bio. I love that you support diversity and inclusion! We, who strive for (need) inclusion appreciate the support, truly! Thanks 🙏
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Beautiful words, I will be holding hope tightly as I sit up for a while longer watching the election results come in. ❤️
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It’ll probably take a while so don’t lose too much sleep ❤️ Thank you ❤️
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This poem is exactly what I needed to read and re-read right now
Thank you
Sending love
Debs
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So glad it’s helping. Love to you xxx
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What a lovely poem, beautiful imagery! Hope is what we need right now :).
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