by Elisa Oliver

Awaiting, reaching hope
I stumble and grasp for air
As I hold up my hand
Strength enters my soul like a holy ghost
I keep traveling until I find hope
My destination is far but near in my mind
I need to reach hope to find a miracle
As I grow weary and tired
Motivation instills me to keep searching for hope
Love surrounds me as it guides me through my journey
Awaiting, reaching hope
Finally it became clear to me, the hope I was reaching for
Already found me

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