Seasons of Hope
Waitful, restful hibernation
my wounds have time to heal.
Winter dies, I come alive
I believe that I can feel.
In Spring there comes a heavy sigh
my breath expelled at last
set free from chains that bind me to
a hope-lost, numbing past.
Contentedness, serenity
emotions buried deep
rise to the surface of my soul.
My heart begins to beat.
Summer brings a tropical storm
reciprocating touch
stirrings of a hopefulness
I yearn for oh, so much.
A hurricane arrives ashore
waves knock me off my feet
winds of hope rush through me but
the waters run too deep
and the storm destroys my moorings
foundation washed away.
I drift so aimless on a sea.
He says he cannot stay.
With Autumn comes a revival
hope surfacing once more
I find my fighter spirit
prepare to win the war.
Foe after foe, I fight them down
swords clash at every turn.
Soon my defenses fail me
my world begins to burn.
Appears before me an ally
“Let us fight together.”
So we combine our arsenal
“As one we will be better.”
Suddenly my fight is finished
No more heavy sighs
“Put your trust in me, my love.”
“You must believe my lies.”
Believe, I do, and so much more
my surrender is complete.
These battle scars will stay awhile
I’ve so thoroughly been beat.
My fall is so much farther now
my hopes have gone so high
the crash will surely do me in
as I begin to cry.
The dam has broken open wide
in torrents tears have come
hope shed into a waterfall
I cannot see the sun.
Spiral downward, collision course
Winter is upon me
and hibernation’s siren call
with only sleep to warm me.
As darkness wraps itself around,
just as I let go
comes a knight in shining armor.
I am my only foe.
He is here to save me from me
I can’t believe my eyes
I cannot trust my heart once more
but I’ll believe his lies.
Or perhaps Spring is upon me
once more with hope anew.
Perhaps Love’s knocking at my door
a fairy tale come true.