Hope

This feeling keeps me awake

A big bright smile across my face as I think about it

A wonderful feeling

Hope

Hope is when you dream of all the things you could do or be

Hope is an extra chance

Hope is a light at the end of a dark and hopeless tunnel

Hope is Anticipation for what is to come

Hope has wings that can fly you you high above the clouds and help you soar beyond your wildest dreams

Hope is beguiling

When we lose it we fall

Crashing down into piles of thrones and broken promises

When it is gone, the light flickers away

No more hall passes

No extra chances

No more of that pulchritudinous feeling of hope

We are lost

We are gone

We are Hopeless.

Pure Peace

The sent of pine.

The breeze grazing your legs.

The world with out noise.

The pat of the bunnies.

The tiny rumble of ants.

The sun warming up your face.

The cool sprat of dew.

The air as clear as crystal.

The wheat moving around.

The lapping of the water by an animal next to the lake.

The ripples bouncing around.

The gentle deep breaths of a sleeping animal.

This is pure peace.

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