A Poem: A Smile Of Warmth

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The sun its eternal courses makes

And with the night its brilliance takes

Until at last it comes around

And with its warmth awakes the ground

Wherein the hope of life abounds,

And lingers for awhile,

And touches earth with each new smile.

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The winter comes and with it takes

The warmth the sun no longer makes

And penetrates a ground so cold

The hope of life seems frozen, cold

As if no life could promise hold

As winter deep'ns and dark prevails

The rooster crows, though all else fails.

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Can it be so, that like it seems

That warmth and love is just in dreams

Of past times gone away from sight

Replaced by this deep gloom of night?

Or is there hope in the rooster's crow

That once again life's hopes may grow

Above this crust of ice and snow?

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Is it from memory it keeps

Life's hope alive which dormant sleeps

Around the rooster on his perch?

Or is it hope his call can search

The realms of heaven, their outmost track,

And wake the sun and call it back

To welcome doves and those he loves?

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Memory or hope? Persist!

The warmth once felt returns with this:

The smile as warm as once the kiss

Which wakened life before.

Repeat each call, give each your all

"Lest life continue sleep!"

Your voice can search the heaven deep!

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