Solace

A poem of hope for embattled people

Solace

In the journey’s rough and tumble
I may waver--I may stumble,
I may crash or I may cope
Clinging to each shred of hope.

In each loneliness or sorrow
I will seek a new tomorrow,
When embattled by the fray
I will seek a better day.

I’ll be seeking for another--
For some sister or some brother;
When I’m reaching to be whole
I must touch another soul!

God grant me that same compassion,
So that in my gentle fashion
I may touch some other life,
Giving solace in their strife.