Hope for life : a way to be free

Here silently beating

Her hearts sings a song of forgetting

Of those things now

Too painful to remember

Sometimes after a time

Of diving deep down again

Into the past

She realises for how long

It has held her a prisoner

Within pessimism

And yet

All along

Hope still lived

Like a tiny bird that waited by an open window

Longing for the glimpse of sun

That said it would be safe to fly

And sometimes when tears

Have finally left her eyes dry

She feels this awakening of something

Strong and pure and true

Her soul so deeply recognises

And it is then she realises

That there may finally be

A way

To be free