Hope Is A Spirit, We Pray Not In Vain.

Poems Of Hope, Spirits, The Book Of The Dead

by Cliff Rhodes

 

Hope Is A Spirit, We Pray Not In Vain.

11-26-2011

 

Hope is a spirit of inordinate maxims.

Unbridled and unbounded, it seeks infinity.

How strong is that quest to yield Liberty?

Witness the day, as morning evolves into noon.

Light soon invades the windows of every room.

 

There is no intervention, no interdiction.

Not one thing can prevent this new invention.

Waiting in exasperation, we still envision.

Understanding the blessing, we hold on and witness.

Time will not pass us by, for we are Spirit filled.

 

Hope has the fruit that is longed for in our dreams.

Planting our feet on solid ground, we finally realize.

We will not drown in a watery death of anguish.

Sunlight of God has broken our clouds and acquiesced.

Waiting is not wasted, for Hope builds upon action.

 

We pray not in vain, but still wait on sanctification.

Our new planet is filled with rewards of our expectations.

Safe inside our new cocoon, we are elated and saved.