on hope

clear light and bare branches
criss crossing my sight
and the sky fresh washed
and so blue my heart was lifted
on wings of glory
and soaring past the web of branches
touched the wonder of your face
and you smiled at me
and suddenly
amidst the clear light and bare branches
and the sky so blue and clean
hope was born anew
and chiming softly within my heart
your voice gave comfort
and all will still be well
you said
and all will still be well