A Gift Called Hope

When things go haywire,
And matters cease to be fair
Hope is something you grope for in fear,
Hope is something that wipes a tear...

Hope is always sought,
when life's peace is naught,
When everything comes to a halt,
Hope grapples with what needs to be fought...

When fortune and friends desert,
When sorrow makes you go berserk,
HE sends you hope to avert
the pain you'd wish to reverse...

Hope is a God-sent oar to keep you afloat,
It's a candle He lights to help you reach your goal,
Hope is God's own cure- a sure antidote
It fetches your dreams and rescues you from sorrow...
So...Never Give up Hope!

Poetry written by Vishaka Sajan, 2009
Music: "Ave Maria, original Composition by Franz Peter Schubert(c) 2004
by Classical Archives.
Used with permission."