Hope

Autumn and winter renders everything dead, Yet spring comes and resurrects that which was dead. Rain and hail comes - so much darkness and violence, Yet the sun will still shine and bring everything to life. The darkness of the night brings with it fear, Yet children will still dance under the stars and moon. A man will age and die - rotting in the grave, Yet a baby is born bringing joy and smiles. Sheol exists and the fuming fires of hell burn, Yet we hope for a better place where man lives forever. A nation plagued with hunger, war and death, Yet the birds will sing, and the nation will be restored. An optimistic state of mind in all things, Hoping for a positive outcome in all things. Hope lost is always regained, For everything has a time and place, Be hopeful always...