The Cliff of Hope

Standing at the edge 

of the cliff of hope

A voice says to turn around

shrink back into safety

My heart is teetering

threatening to fall

daring and longing to jump

The next season naturally

should be summer

blooms and light 

but winter’s whisper

is taunting me

She flaunts 

her dark colors of fear

but the winters have always 

been good to me

even in the depths of her despair and death

So I’ll stand in hope here on this edge

knowing if I fly or stay earthbound

it will all be life to my blood

How I long for the summer

Her beauty and smile

her laughter and praise

her songs of delight

Oh let the sun rise

but if the winter comes again

let my song still sing

Let the bottom of my soul

still smile

and I will wait in patience

knowing summer is bound to come

at least I  hope

If winter is peering around the corner

let me store the sunshine

in my pocket

let me photograph

optimism and truth

lest I drown in the cold

dark pale death of her

and forget the spring

But Spring always comes doesn't it

and Summer loves to follow her

Elusive summer 

how you love to hide

how do I find you

Let me trust the tides of life

that you will come again

That you will grace me again

that I will feel the glory of you

through my being

in the bottom of my soul

Once again or maybe for the first time

Now I try to look to the sunshine

in my pocket

at the truth I carved in my heart

and wait on the cliff of hope

for tomorrow