Hope

Hope you are a fragile bird that lifts its wings

Towards the sky

Often shot down by the archer of

Doubt, treachery and sorrow

There our hurting bodies lie

On bloodied ground

Lungs struggle to breathe

While our hearts skip in fractured abandon

Darkness grows

Along with shadows

And past pain

Grants us no repose

But then somehow

Through deepest surrender

Some souls again sprout wings

Summoning energy for another flight

And who can know

Where or when we might

Stay airborne

Or be doomed to crash again

In sorrow, despair and fright