The Light Ahead
When shadows stretch across my way,
And storms turn blue skies into gray,
I lift my eyes, my heart stays bright,
For even darkness births the light.
A seed must break to touch the sun,
A river bends but still must run,
The stars shine best in endless night,
A dream takes flight with fearless might.
The past may whisper, call me back,
Yet hope ignites where skies seem black.
For every fall, a chance to rise,
A brand-new dawn in hopeful skies.
So step with faith, embrace the fight,
The road may twist, but ends in light.
Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj
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