Why is it that we never find
The joy of living, peace of mind,
Until we taste life's sorrow?
Why is it, though however dark
There still remains a tiny spark,
That promises a brighter day, tomorrow?
This spark of hope is faith in man,
Is faith in the eternal plan;
Without it we would falter.
Hold fast your spark and hold it true,
It will become a torch for you;
A torch that lights the way to Heaven's altar.
Joseph Anderson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-spark-of-hope/
