| SENSING HOPE |
| I've seen hope when I looked to the sky Where once was a brooding storm Dissipating gloom gave way to the light Behind a palette of colors so warm I've smelled hope in the air of an April day Washed clean with a springtime shower Fragrant as an assorted bouquet Like the promise of summer flowers The sound of hope has graced my ears Many times when I was distressed The voice of a loved one calming my fears As with music of angels we're blessed I've been touched by hope with my face in the wind Felt the warmth of a glowing fire And there's nothing so smooth as a newborn's skin With a lifetime yet to transpire When hungry for faith, I've tasted hope In the body and blood of Christ To broaden my humanly narrow scope With a helping of heavenly spice |
| (c) 2004 Sheila W |
| ...with all five senses |