My Name is Hope

My Name is Hope


I am the one that strays
the passing shadow
lightning your dream.
The hand that drives you,
in the outlined discouragement picture,
at the gloomiest moments.
The voice that elevates you
making you laught.

I am a whisper to your ears
murmuring the magic word
at the precise moment.
I am the overflowed cup
of inebriate tasty wine.


I am the empty hearts balm,
poor of love,
wanting affection,
dreams and illusions.

I am the translucent stained glass window,
in unison's music beats.
Where I pass
the lights are lighted
and a rainbow appears.

I expel the dejection
for the far ways of infinity.
I am the energetic vital blow.
While there is life
I am always present.

My Name is hope!


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