Light at the End

by Treischel

Light at the End

In the deepest, darkest hour,
When you've given up all hope,
While you're trembling and you cower,
At the ending of your rope,
Your confidence soon will flower,
And you'll learn that you can cope,
When light shines at the end of the tunnel.

As you stumble in the darkness,
And you think you've lost your way,
In the labyrinth of starkness,
On October's blackest day,
Do you think you'll find your mark? Yes!
I am confident you'll say,
When light shines at the end of the tunnel.

When you think your dreams are shattered,
And are buried in the ground,
You've lost everything that matters,
And there's no hope to be found,
Well, those fears will all be scattered,
And your faith will soon rebound,
When light shines at the end of the tunnel.

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There is always hope.

Why October? That's the month when the dead rise on All Soul's day, Halloween.

This picture is of the tunnel along the Bruce Vento Pathway that creates the bridge for 7th street as it runs from the sandstone bluffs, known as Dayton's Bluff, over the railroad tracks and into downtown St. Paul. It was taken in March 2012. The picture moved me to write this poem. It will become part of my Picture Poem book.

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