After a night of growth and healing
I sleep to rest my tire
I sleep to rest my tire
For a day is a life long toil
Tears and smiles feel the room
For a day is life full of activities

So I rest, rest and rest again
Consuming all good hours of
stillness and calmness of the environment.

After a good quite night I wake up refreshed Yet hopeless of the situation all around me.
Love is there, purpose is there, yet I see less of progress afront.

I walk outside to smell the fresh breeze aroma that speaks hope and victory to the living again
At the tips of the mountains high might and steep ahead.
I gaze and gaze the bright shining across.

My mind speedily connects the message of hope, as the sun show up slowly afar, so is HOPE greeting the world again.
The end is nigh, success labouring to be born and victory stamped.

Exhaustions and depression meet loss again.
For hope grabs us by hand so tight no lose.
Conviction and Assurance takes charge anew
Hope whispers, stand up, take charge for I am here.

Birds sing, bees buzz, butterflies show off bright colours of hope and joy again.
Plants drops pollen, goats blerrrr, cats meow, dogs bark, wake up its morning again

I stood at glance and resume my day, after a good long revival and preaching from SUNSHINE, showing hope that comes after darkness.
© Duncan-Sikhakhane