A Net of Hope

Mountains surround me with splendor 

Caressing my soul with comforting strength, 

Beckoning escape from this journey’s chaos. 

Inaudible courage penetrating my bosom of anguish

Causing desire and hope to tip toe from the abyss within. 

The dark night of the soul sees flashes of lightening and feels the rumble of thunder awakening

A tender shoot of growth stretching toward the light.

 
Annette Padgett

July 15, 2016