There is Hope

As I had for many mournful months
I sat at ocean’s edge
 
alone
lost in stillness
mesmerized by the tranquility
of wavelets lapping
up the silent sand
 
the sun reached down
and stroked my hand
warm, soft, strong
much as her touch once
comforted my starving soul
 
then memories blinded tearful eyes
the darkened day turned cold
but then I heard the sounds of joy
the sounds of life renewed
children laughing
singing, screaming
a songbird flitting by
 
and I heard it
the voice within
 
at last,
there is hope
again
tio stib

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4 thoughts on “There is Hope

  1. Hi Steve,

    Thanks for sharing your fractured fairy tales and your journey through this stage of your life. I’ve always enjoyed your work.

    Jim White Made Up Stories

    On Sun, Sep 6, 2020 at 10:33 AM Travels with Tio wrote:

    > tiostib posted: ” As I had for many mournful months I sat at ocean’s edge > alone lost in stillness mesmerized by the tranquility of wavelets lapping > up the silent sand the sun reached down and stroked my hand warm, soft, > strong much as her touch once comforted my starv” >

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