Inspirtation Of Hope Poem by Sabryna C.

Each of us is destined for something, a purpose that often seems muddy, or vauge at best. We want nothing more tan to know what our purpose is, to know that we havn't just been plooped down to fumble our way throught to the end, but that ther's a reason for our being here. We may not discover that purpose in the way that we'd want, as time in the valley will be longer and darker than we imagined, but if we are painted or still long enough, we will catch it in fleeting glimpses. We will see tiny sparks of revelation that push us closer and closer to our destiny. There will be pain, sometimes more then we bargained for, but as my mother promied so many years ago, in the end there will be joy.'