Hope, Faith, and Love That Rose Again

I long to breathe the depths of quiet speech,
To fill my soul with love and gentle heat,
To glimpse that long awaited moment’s grace
Where I might find the home that feels complete.

Joy meets me with a tender, loving touch,
And shows me peace beyond all words can say.
These three need no disguise, no mask, no pretense –
Hope, Faith, and Love that rose again, always.

7 June 2018, St. Petersburg

Photo from the author’s archive.
Saint Petersburg, view of the Peter and Paul Fortress, 07.06.2018.


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