Hope Springs
by Teresa M Walker — Read all 50 poems by Teresa M Walker
Metaphorically, all things happen, one way or another.
Monday, January 6, 2014
HOPE SPRINGS
Inside the cave is felt warmth,
outside that braves.
Seasons change heart,
the fire that sparked,
Burn fervently through time,
till grave.
Opened hands,
enveloping true friends,
Each journeys trek,
hopefully, no regret.
Experience brings,
voices that sing,
Crested horizons,
emblems, of surprises.
© By Teresa Bellamy Walker
1-6-2014
A lovely pieces writing..
Best wishes,
Diana..
Teresa
in the journeys
Lady Vivian
Regis
You seem to have encompassed the whole of existence in a short poem. Quite a feat.
Ron
budd
Love ya!
Jane
Amor