Tag Archives: hope

For cherry blossoms, new life

For cherry blos­soms, new life, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. The trist of win­ter Has the drag­on­fly in its grip My heart is aching Pray­ing for spring mir­a­cle For cherry blos­soms, new life © Thorsten Becker   I’ve devi­ated from my Wednesday/Sunday post­ing cycle as I sim­ply couldn’t find my words. Any cat­a­stro­phe touches me but

Her heart fell into the lake

Her heart fell into the lake, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. She beat her chest, the pain chok­ing her, gasp­ing for air. Heartache. Why does it have to hurt so much? Will there ever be hope? Ever be a bright light at the end of the dark tun­nel? She was cry­ing, her dark hair sway­ing

Winter’s desire

Winter’s desire, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. The sun has been cap­tured, her power sub­dued. Barred behind thick clouds she gleams but faintly As win­ter, the bit­ter con­queror, grips her realm with icy blows. Branches bend under his heavy hand And lakes’ and rivers’ lively motions Are halted by his freez­ing words. All is silent

Like teardrops on withered leaves

Like teardrops on with­ered leaves, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. There are times When the world moves on with­out us Where we stand in sus­pended despair On the banks of sor­row Where our lone­li­ness Is like a frozen prison And our des­per­ate cries Fall like teardrops on with­ered leaves Float­ing in the sea of sad­ness

The colors of your heart

The col­ors of your heart, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. When the night is the dark­est And no light is to be seen When black­ness grips the world And every­thing has lost its sheen Then the moment has arrived for you to shine Like a sparkling bea­con of hope and ela­tion Set­ting the sky on

Fountain of light

Foun­tain of light, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Down the street, around the cor­ner, under the bridge, Far beyond the shops and busi­nesses, the busy­ness, the crazi­ness There is a foun­tain of light, a foun­tain of hope. Light drips down in a con­stant flow of smooth motion Like happy mem­o­ries stream­ing through our dreams. Its

Lost and found

Lost and found, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Some­times we’re adrift, lost at sea Thrown hither and tither from wave to wave. Float­ing atop, barely at times. Afraid of sink­ing to ocean’s bot­tom so deep. Then, sud­denly, just as all hope seems lost A dis­tant shore emerges on the hori­zon, A gen­tle breeze bring­ing us