Hope II. Warmth's Revival

A Poem by Wunderlich

The second part of Hope.

An anchor to stop me from drifting into the sea
A life raft to prevent me from drowning
Just a beacon to carry me on home
To a place I have not gone to in so long...

A solid rock to hold onto against the stream
A dangling branch to save me from perishing
Just a source of light to take hold
And bring me to a place I have not seen for so long...

A second thought to stop me from walking into the lightning
A tender hand to show me that life is worth living
Just a pair of eyes to prove to me
That everything is finally growing warm