Waterfalls of Hope - Ali Znaidi

Tonight the moon was sick.
The stars were slumbering
under black blankets,
and electricity went mad.
A small glimpse of seeing
a little lantern poised on
the wall of a remote
cottage,
standing there emanating
waterfalls of light
brightened my mood.
A little lantern holding its own
luminosity and proudly dancing
for being able to reflect,
and produce light in this sinister
somberness,
nailing the coffin of despair,
and flooding it with
waterfalls of hope.

 

© Ali Znaidi
 
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