Hope

Noticing the subtle hues

Black and white are pretty too

Shadows speak a soft refrain

Decrescendos, sweetly play

Melodies of quiet thoughts

Things remembered, ventures sought

How they dance inside my chest

As the sun upon them rests

Waiting for the colored hues

As they come back into view

Though the dark is a delight

I rest in hope, a brand new sight


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"Every song that I write comes from my own personal experience.  i believe the role of an artist is to interpret reality through a system of beliefs and a long-term seeking of truth, in your own life and in the world at large."  Dan Folgelberg

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