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Peace
by Olowo Hope
The more I struggled, the more it grew
Pushing me further down deep.
The clouds above hovered in pity
Thunder spoke in roars
Lightning flashed through the walls of darkness,
I sunk deeper, fighting the waves.
Bereft of strength, I yielded.
Dancing to the drumbeats of fear, I surrendered.
Letting go of me, my voice echoing for help
The waves rose higher; the thunder roared louder,
The lightning flashed all the more, enraged.
But through the mighty wind, there came the sound of One running,
In the fierce storm, my hand was held,
And all fell still.
About Olowo Hope
Hope is a 17-year old from Nigeria. Her first poem, “A New Me,” will appear in Issue 3 of Lost Pen Magazine.
Categories: poetry
Wow..Keep it up
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Olowo Hope, the visuals and the emotion of:
“But through the mighty wind, there came the sound of One running,”
have encouraged me today and cheered my heart, thank you. 🙂
Keep on writing!
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Olowo Hope, this is beautiful! The visuals and the emotion of “But through the mighty wind, there came the sound of One running,” have encouraged me greatly and cheered my heart. Thank you! <
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