
I awaken each morning Troubled times may come Never feel overpowered Darkness must always yield Without the power of raging storms
Gitte©
happy to be alive
When taken into perspective
all else I will survive
but surely will also leave
Just ride out the tidal wave
let not mere despair deceive
by the darkness of the night
Glimmering hope always exits
as does the morning light
its absence of illumination
When we truly learn to believe
deep within our own foundation
how can we truly learn to treasure
The rainbows brilliant radiance
we would never manage to measure
March 3, 2001
Submitted to Poets International