Hope

by Hollie Botticelli aged 15

I was once a lost soul, adrift,
once forgotten by the feeling of hope,
as I made my way toward split ends of rope
a hand grabbed mine, said “No,” and led the way.
“What do we say to death?
We say not today.”
And that hand I hold to my heart as there are no words to explain
the beauty of his smile,
the words that speak through his voice
my love for him could not be detained
He taught me what a silver lining is,
he taught me be not afraid,
everyone has fears that soon go away.
I was shown the light in forms physical,
I saw myself, the waves in forms emotional,
as they crested warm and gentle,
under the scorching sun.
“I’m no longer alone, I don’t have to run.”
And like photonic dissonance,
both our lights shine
they both come together,
both visible as one.
to form a love, divine
a love seen through golden brown eyes
something no one could imagine,
no one could dream,
no one could feel these words on the screen
poets, paupers, kings and queens could never feel what it feels like to be both heard and seen.
And because of him,
my soul reunites,
my heart bleeds love with every beat
and with this realisation came another fulfilling moment,
hope was never just a feeling,
it was a person.

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