Life, is like the coming and going
of an oceans tide. At each days end,
the tide, life, recedes and only a portion
returns the next day. Until finally, the
last of life recedes into a foggy mist,
that disappears into the light that
is hope.
© Joe Fazio
(brief renderings) Joe Fazio
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-light-hope/
