The Star of Hope
In the hush of midnight’s silver sigh,
A star ignites the velvet sky.
A single spark, a quiet gleam,
A whispered wish, a silent dream.
It does not boast, it does not fade,
But lingers where the dark is laid.
A steady pulse, serene and bright,
A promise woven into night.
Through every storm, through every fear,
Its distant glow draws ever near.
A beacon soft, yet bold and true,
A flicker painted gold and blue.
So when the world feels cold and wide,
Look up—there’s hope you cannot hide.
A star that shines for you alone,
A gentle light to guide you home.
About the Creator
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Poetry has lived in me since childhood.
Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.
My poems heal, some haunt, all are pieces of me.
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