Winged Hope© By Catherine E. Loftis
Clasping the tail of winged hope, Though foolish, desperate and sad, I stayed above the battlefield With what little strength I had.
I could not risk another wound. The few I bore were deep. Hope flew me to higher ground Where silence I would keep.
For a time, I remained there, But soon I learned, alas' Hope can save you from your fears, but false hope doesn't last.
I was doing well on the journey down. My hope I turned to trust. By the time I reached the ground again My fears had turned to dust.
But I was not complete'not yet. I remained a broken soul. The many things that I had lost Had burned a deep, dark hole.
For once you understand true love You'll never be the same. Once you've had and lost true love You're empty, shaken, tame.
But even then, the future's clear. I chose the way of life. I went to God and offered him My pain, my grief, my strife.
Never have I been happier, Or more free from earthly woe. No, life still isn't perfect; I, of all people, would know.
Easy now it is to stay On solid, steady ground. I wave goodbye to that false hope To which I'll ne'er again be bound.
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