by Patricia A. Pitterle
Hope whispers in the darkness of the night;
One small star, shinning through the inky blackness.
A word, a prayer, a feeling, a touch
Hope sings like a melody into my heart
and I feel a glimmer of posibilities
stretching into the horizon of my future.
Hope whispers into my soul
and my faith flickers, once again, into life.
I know that He is in control,
that He knows what I need.
I feel the promise of His love
as He shares His tender mercies with me.