Wind of Hope

Together with the sunset's final gleaming,
The aching of the soul is put to rest…
So, in the evenings, featureless and dreaming,
Assol, what visions visit your breast?

The distance lies behind white misty veils,
A seagull floats above the waves so light…
An unskilled soul, when every effort fails,
Follows the spring that vanished from its sight.

See how the prophecies are shed and falling –
A yellow leaf is circling to the ground.
And now the shadow of its lonely calling
Upon the immaculate white sand is found.

Although beneath the winds, so sharp and chilling,
The fragile meadow flowers sleep below,
I trust: behind the clouds, so stark and filling,
You'll find your Dream's smile, waiting in the glow!

The ice of hopeless, interminable hours
Will rapidly begin to melt and flow,
And from the mist, emerging with new powers,
The flaming scarlet of His sails will glow.

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