Death, you have spent too long in the desert, <br />move away. Let kindly soothing winds wrap <br />gentle discourse around past pain and hurt <br />and mend the rift that tears the growing gap. <br /> <br />Dawn struggles over the harsh horizon. <br />Let it through, so it can gradu'lly fill <br />with warmth those souls whose thoughts and hearts harden <br />at any compromise or change of will. <br /> <br />Bear your banner towards the river Styx. <br />Gather two coins to pay the ferry man. <br />Weigh down your cutting scythe with heavy bricks. <br />Float upon the changing tide, leave this land. <br /> <br />Let Hope born by temperate wings arise <br />and fill with light, broken desert skies.<br /><br />Diana Rosser<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/give-hope-a-chance/
