THE HOPE FOR HOPE

I stand near the ocean

with my hands stretched out

to Thee in Eternal Hope

Breathing the breath

of my being,

pondering on the

meaninglessness of life.



Truth an Illusion....

in its place

treachery and decception..

Its quest-

The FINAL SOLUTION....



Thou smilest and

I can feel

the sun's rays

penetrate my skin.



"If winter has come,

how can spring be far behind?",

Thou sayest.



Thou hast

rendered me endless,

such is Thy pleasure....



This frail vessel,

Thou emptiest

again and again and

fillest it ever again

with fresh life.



Ages pass and

still thou pourest and

still there is room

to fill........