It's hope.

It subtly flutters, unnoticed.
I feel it's presence buried deep
unreachable at times.
Necessary.
It remains a constant
though sometimes covered,
Steadfast.
Unreachable.

Barely showing, it bursts
rays of light, peace, warmth, yearning.
Melting and intertwining into
something unfathomable.

It's Hope.



- Heather