A Lover's Hope

A Lover’s Hope:

Based off Amanda Gorman’s poem ‘The Hill We Climb’

when the troubles of our time become

the personification of the past, a

day will rise bathed in the sun-kissed light that

comes with a familial embrace.

we will stand up on shores and

step upon the waves, and

out our hands will go, for the brush

of the wind will grasp us close.

the ocean above the horizon will

shade the arrival of past memory, for

aflame we would become

and a flame we would stay.

unafraid, now with tender age.

the wrinkles, a testament to our standing.

new youth will have a moment that will

dawn on them, that the sky still

blooms all of the blush of a summer's day.

as even with thee way we find ourselves treated,

we still find the shores of love’s cove.

free to affection, a sweetness to

it, that is to never go away.

for what is life if

there is no love to give and harbor?

is a smile not meant to be shared

always with another, whose

light the answer to this changing land?

if only it were easy though. For

only at the ends of the sky

we’re able to find the meaning of life. And a

brave endeavor it will become just to have

enough strength, time, and courage

to travel these untamed oceans alone, so

see the hope at horizon’s line

it stays and survives, lasting in sweet time.