Hope?

When your soul lives only in desperation

It is so hard to truly say

"I know that with the morning sun

will come a better day."



Instead, is the constant question

within a heart so full of pain

Will I again one day find happiness

or will there always be just the rain?



I have always lived a moral life.

I find it so hard to understand

Why does the God that says he loves me

seem to no longer hold me in his hands?



There must somewhere be a lesson

waiting to be learned.

A voice must have somewhere softly whispered

I guess I just never heard the words.



So with the rising of the morning sun

I will once again take a firm stand

To listen for the whispered words

of the one that knows the plan.








Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is dedicated to anyone who finds that it is really hard to face another day.  Remember, listen for the whispered words.  Somewhere is the answer.

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chris's picture

HI
I will listen. I know what you mean about losing hope. I believe things happen for a reason, maybe it does not seem that way. Maybe it does not seem fair.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pnz-f02-Prc

Ozjan Yeshar's picture

“ Hope is a gift from God, we never recognize it once we are happy and we tend to forget all about it once we are desperate ”.

I have made my way here as I promised to keep visiting you page. Cheers to you Lesa.

Lorraine Reutter's picture

Lesa, I think most people at some time or another have experienced this feeling of dispair....and the "WhyMe" feeling....I think like you say ....Listen to the whispered word...It is sort of like the saying When God closes a door,somewhere he opens up a window.. A lovely Poem, Lorraine

HAWK SQUAW's picture

well first let me say thank you for reading some of my work..... and for taking the time to let me know what you thought of the words there........

I thought while I had a minute I would stop in and read a couple of your pieces of work.......... welcome to post poems...... I see that you are very talented ......

I found that this piece is one of deep thoughts...... I will mark this one...... I will be back to read this one again and again.....

there is always hope and it hurts when people just can't see past the moment....... why must we always look at the darkness in life instead of trying to see the light.......

well written and well thought out......

Hawksquaw

Butch Lesley's picture

Sometimes when I am feeling down and alone and wonder where God is, I have to remember Job. Even in his greatest dispare, he knew God was still there, even in the deepest valleys of life. It is there He is the closest to us, we just have to take our eyes off of our situation and look for him. I know it is easier said than done. Guess that's why we call it Faith.

Rosemary Belmont's picture

I can truly relate to this poem, and it is as close as ive gotten to EXACTLY what I need right now.