Dear Old Hope

I was safe in the embrace of fear I thought,
As pines pricked and slimy branches choked
Spilling blood for remission,
Distorted salvation!

In the mist of illusion, a known pain is better than an unknown.

But you see Hope;
The match of faith just wouldn’t stay still,
With one yea, it lits!
Engulfed in a blaze was their end.

As the mist parts, I see light, my light!
How could I have not known!
In the embrace of fear I was nestled,
But Dear old Hope;
The match of faith showed me the way.

©LifeasChristy

(Inspired by Ted and Rachelle Dekker’s book, The girl behind the red rope)

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