when days are hard, there's this simple poem i wrote, it reminds me that even if the reality of present circumstances is hard, there's a truth far greater. that this too will pass, and it's enough for me to keep moving forward.
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there is an umbrella over my heart
flimsy it may be, yet I am covered.
protected I may be, but the storm still falls.
hidden the sun may be, but it has not left.
there is an umbrella over my heart
and with down cast eyes I look up.
Reality is dark, but Truth is bright
and warm is the heat of Hope.
there is an umbrella over my heart
it arches it's color
through the rain I feel and the sun that is.
its name is Promise.
**
there is an umbrella over my heart
flimsy it may be, yet I am covered.
protected I may be, but the storm still falls.
hidden the sun may be, but it has not left.
there is an umbrella over my heart
and with down cast eyes I look up.
Reality is dark, but Truth is bright
and warm is the heat of Hope.
there is an umbrella over my heart
it arches it's color
through the rain I feel and the sun that is.
its name is Promise.