Sometimes

sometimes you find that
for every bit of pain
you have closed the door
a little bit more
until one day
you find yourself
behind the door completely closed
locked and barred
and hurting even more
until you remember hope
sometimes just the thoughts
of your mistakes
can bring a sharp
involuntary cry
to your lips
until you remember that its
all perfect just like it is
and you remember hope
sometimes in the deepest darkest
corner of life
flowers still pop up
amid a green, green field
with an overarching rainbow
when you envision hope







From the Box
© 2010 Darshan F Jessop