Resilience, hope and strength: A poem 

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The trampoline always bounces back 

It takes an idea to bring colour to black 

Dusk fades and dawn is born 

Sheep grow back what was shorn 

To clutch resolutely at the scent of hope 

Like the drowning at a rope 

When autumn sheds our greying leaves 

Spring oils our vigour like grease 

Do we forsake our illusions of paradise? 

When each day the flower dies 

A night does not go in pain in vain 

Even the arid desert will have rain 

To laugh in our sorrow and our grief 

Then the sheafs of despair will be brief 

That in our living hours we do our best 

To be as resilient as the resurgent wave’s crest 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

One thought on “Resilience, hope and strength: A poem ”

  1. Yes . This is the way to live . One day at a time and make the most of it in hope that tomorrow will bring more colour more love more joy and more laughter
    I loved this poem. It so resonated with my philosophy

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