Clinging to Hope
We all have moments – moments when we question our reality
Everything we thought we knew becomes rubble at our feet
We search for understanding, significance, purpose
We cry out for direction, guidance, answers
We desperately yearn for clarity
Sometimes it comes….. sometimes
We flounder, struggle, curl up into a ball and hide
We cling fiercely to hope that:
The sun WILL rise tomorrow
Each step we take will be followed by another
We find love and grace in community
Through struggling we learn and grow
We learn purpose is a journey, not a destination
We find peace with ourselves and our creator
toniandrukaitis
October 25, 2014 at 21:04
I certainly hope so.
LauraLee
October 26, 2014 at 08:03
Yes.
artistspromenade
October 26, 2014 at 10:00
Mesmerizing shot and beautifully honest words. 🙂