The winds blew and tossed

My life it tumbled

My soul trampled in the dust

My future a seeming rumble

But look above

The sky dear and bright

As peaceful as a dove

Is the view in sight

I still dream of more, my heart longs

The spark in my father's eyes shall not die

For him and mother I shall be strong

I will turn the old pain and hurt into lies

Two heads they say are better than one

But two heads in deep affection, none can compare

We aren't there, the journey is far from done

But now we are two, the burden easier to bare

His eyes carry a familiar spark

One that keeps the inner desire burning

One that can't be dimmed by the dark

The one I chose, keep me yearning

My future I see now with clarity

For the first time in years, I'm not just filled with desire for more

But with hope of possibility

For miracles come with the one you adore

Author's Note

This poem represents Sarah's dream of a new beginning with the love of her life, Henry Louis.

Dreams are driven by hope. Hope is the fuel that propels us on a particular path towards a given destiny.

At times, we may find ourselves in a dark place when all seems hopeless. Loss of a job. Loss of a loved one. Or when someone physically or mentally hurts us.

But remember this universal truth! Regardless of what challenges we face, there are always options. Choices. We can choose to be the victim or the victor. When we choose to be the victor, to say, "No more. Not me. I will do something about it," you will feel empowered.

The choose is yours ... let hope bring you a new dawn in your life.