I can’t reach you there.
I’d like to meet you
Where the sky is blue,
And the sun
Would dazzle in your eyes…
But I’m blind,
And I cannot see
The beauty of your smile.
I can’t reach you there.
How I wish to walk
Where flowers
Are not filled with thorns…
But I dwell
Where roses bleed,
And petals wound
My feet.
Where shall we meet
If not in the darkness
Where I live?
What could I give
If not this love…
Tainted with shadows,
And scarred
By tears?
But if you could…
How I wish you would
Find me
Where clouds
Have gathered to fall
Amidst all pain.
There where grief and hope
Are mingled in the rain.
The thing about hope is that it’s a positive force that shines the most when it’s dark. When everything’s going well, we hardly notice it’s there. But when things go against us, when our dreams fade and when we see no immediate reprieve from our troubles, that’s when hope does its best work for us.
"Where Hope Can Be Found"