Dawn

Such funny little words
sit perched st the tip of my tongue
as I began this day with hope anew.

There is so much I do and do not know
and fear mixed with hope
about through my soul
as the wind swirls the rising mists.

Once more I am posed to rise,
sword in hand
book in the other
as I hope to hope for peace.

These words loose meaning
when they are divorced
from their precious context.

I will find the reason to smile today,
the joy will not be so easily stolen away.
Pain will rise and fall,
life will continue its downward spiral
but hope shall continue.
Love will overcome and win.