Life, is like the coming and going <br />of an oceans tide. At each days end, <br />the tide, life, recedes and only a portion <br />returns the next day. Until finally, the <br />last of life recedes into a foggy mist, <br />that disappears into the light that <br />is hope. <br /> <br />© Joe Fazio<br /><br />(brief renderings) Joe Fazio<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-light-hope/
