Wednesday

real

i don't believe in ghosts
nor santa nor the hosts
i refuse to trust in saints
nor dieties in paint
i won't let them sway
my hopes in any way
but i put my faith in you
for i know you're true

Hopelessly Hopeful

I'm a cynic. I believe in the worst life can bring. I fear the dangers that lurk round every bend in the road. I know the cruelty humanity can accomplish. And it is because I see the darkness, hidden in the corners of every room, I may also see the miracle of light.



If I had no knowlege of the horrors of this world it would be impossible to recognize the beauty of a selfless gesture. I wouldn't understand how precious it is to hear a kind and loving word. I could never know to treasure the radiance found in the human soul. Most of all, I could never fully understand the wondrous nature of hope.