Bow of Hope

In search of hope,

The sky I glance.

Finding afloat,

A bow in stance.

A sense of peace,

tingling inside.

Time at seize,

Up above I climb.

Peering in the distance,

end to end.

Labeled a misfit,

Feeling the bend.

A promise of God,

eternal gift.

Resting on sod,

Sunset brings a lift.

Gone away for the moment,

Hope is still there.

Brightness of atonement,

No need to fear.

-Michael Thacker

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