I’m searching the expansive, azure sky <br />For a woman’s anodyne brown eyes <br />That escaped from her face <br />To watch this place, <br />Keep my heartbeats and breaths in view, <br />Saying enlightened prayers <br />Into the compassionate air <br />Of God’s loving universe. <br /> <br />Everything is going to work <br />And ease the hurt <br />From a thousand wounds <br />Inflicted by yesterday’s knife. <br />The future is a healing balm <br />And a good luck charm <br />Against the darkness and disaster <br />Still looming in childhood <br />Gloomy clouds and unhappy nightmares.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/still-a-belief-in-mystical-hope/
