Wednesday, May 24

There's alwiz hope ~

When the days grow darker,
the world is full of peril,
you may wonder all hopes have fallen.
The wave in the ocean crashes on the rocks,
the lightning strikes as the thunder roars.
You may wonder all hopes have fallen.
You lay your weary head on the ground that has turned brown,
no birds to sing a song, all roses become thorns.
The cold of winter comes, where lies the summer sun?

Dry is the golden sand, as you walk in bitter rain.
There is always hope as you walk in the lonely road.
The water in the ocean becomes gentle as you learn.
The sky after rain, ashes after flame,
silver lining reigns, the ground full of grains.
Winter wears its cold as summer warms your toes.
Do not let your heart discourage you,
and the roads that you must journey through.

Originally by The White Pilgrim

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