Whispering Prayer
Hope catches in fragile throat
Filling vital spaces with evolving light
Thoughts turning away from brooding darkness
Surrendering to possibilities of light
Rejoicing in autumn’s electrifying spirit
Hoping to spark renewal, beyond mere existence
A hopeful feather drops from heaven
Whispering a soft prayer
Stuff and what if... 
Beautiful! I like that you used a feather as a sign of hope. I’m one who does believe in signs, and feathers from heaven. 🙂
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Thanks, Barbara. The floating feather comes to me at the weirdest times. I too believe in signs. ❤
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Oh, this is just lovely.
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Thank-you, De. ❤
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Lovely when you see hope in colors.
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Autumn’s brilliant return is always a sign of hope. Thanks, Bjorn. 🙂
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Great description! Very vivid!
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Thank-you, Marissa. The photos were my inspiration for harnessing the prompt word. ❤
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Lovely 💜. Great post 😊
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Appreciate your thoughts. Thank-you. ❤
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Renewal beyond mere existence is worth hoping for.
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Thank-you, Frank. I see street people all the time and wonder. Hopefully they have hope in their hearts.
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Feathers do seem to signal hope. (K)
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When they come floating my way sporadically, I always get the feeling of hope. Like someone is looking after me. Strange! 🙂
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Beautiful poetry Olga and those images capture the essence of the lines.
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Thank-you, Denis. Actually I captured those images the day before I wrote the poem. 🙂
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I usually find a setting and or image stimulates a haiku.
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When I see prompt words for challenges, I automatically think of what image will stimulate my poetic words. It’s a process. 🙂
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