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POETRY
Colours of Bliss
May Prompt: The Hope Jar
Waltzing high above in the dark, ominous clouds
Drifting far away from the maddening crowds
Dreaming of the myriad colours of the rainbow
Amidst the thunder roll, I don’t feel the cold wind blow.
Clouds unleash their restlessness and fury
With longing and anger, making the vision blurry
And yet I feel the present joy, the future hope
With all the sorrows, I can bravely cope.
No more I dwell in the pits of an endless night
For the rainbow beckons me with a gracious light
Magnanimity of hope fills my core with delight
And I gaze in awe at the unfolding sight.
©Shaloo Walia All rights reserved
Hope is the quiet strength that keeps us moving forward. It shines like a small light even in our darkest times.
When everything seems lost and we feel dejected, hope inspires us to try again. It gives us courage to face challenges with faith.
Keeping hope doesn’t mean that we should ignore reality, but it is the belief that it can change.
