Decades passed entrenched in great, deep abiding hope
In joy of life we danced and sang and loved and drank in life’s inordinate soul
Valiantly I fought to keep the love of life alive
Alas alone my partner drank my strength till hope did die
Yet on I plod, in endless hope to find again that spring
But I had not a partner true to save me when I screamed:
Help, save me, catch me quick for in the mire I sink
For hope long lost can drag one down beneath the hopeful spring.
For abides the endless depth of never ending hope
From fools who plod alone until hope has drowned their souls
Then from said soul the spring of hope is fed so others they may stride
Until they feed eternal hope – until they too do stride, exist beyond survive.
By Steven R. Harrel
March 28th 2014
Bear in mind, not every poem reflects my life; nevertheless, life is reflected in this poem.
Be blessed and work on your marriages and important relationships; especially that relationship with Jesus our Lord.