Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Whisper Of Hope



Soft is the Angel's voice, breathing a lesson unheard. She is hope with a gentle persuasion whispering her comforting words. Wait till the darkness is over, wait till the tempest is done, hope for the sunshine tomorrow, after the shower is gone.

In the dark of the twilight, dim by the region afar. Will not the deepening darkness brighten the glimmering star? Then when the night is upon us, why should the heart sink away? When the dark midnight is over may you watch for the breaking of day.

I am a Whisper of Hope.

Angel Feathers Tickle Me

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

A whisper of hope...

Just a whisper,
or a sigh.

Just a twinkle,
in my eye.

Shhhh....

Anonymous said...

A cutie a day keeps the blues away.

iamnasra said...

so sweet ..loved the photo too

Anonymous said...

That was awesome. Good Job.

Anonymous said...

Where are you and why aren't you tickling me anymore...

Joy! said...

You posted on our site
twinkle in the night
a whisper passed
a nod and a wink

Beauty in the breeze