There is light and hope, I know
In the Mist I see a gleaming
In the Dark I see a glow
Somewhere in the distance
There is light, and hope I know.
The wind is wet and wearies;
The way is rough and wild,
Though my progress feels so dreary
There is light, and hope, I know.
Each step the light glows more brightly
Though my progress feels so slow;
Around me the darkness lessens
There is light and hope I know.
Revised on November 24, 2010; in memory of cousin Joel and Thanksgivings past.
cDeborah Sirotkin Butler