An Epiphany of Hope
A poem dedicated to the people who suffer from depression

The calming echo of the wind breeze, The chirping of the birds, The humming of the bees
The soft kiss of the air on my skin, A morning that came with hope, therein I walk across the garden no less To find myself, coping with stress It causes me to lose my joy, Alas I asked to be relieved, with a sigh
I move towards the orchard in search of a fragrance, that cures my depression no less And, in that span, the wind does stop blessing me with the coolness, in my head & my heart
I shut my thoughts of sadness & despair to enjoy the moments, the druids made fair For me who wills to become relieved, A sense of joy, I want to feel I believe Though they arrive on time, I reckon
A walk that brought a tethered hope All my tears shed, were not in vain For the help I prayed, I indeed gained A blissful feeling it was, I’d say An epiphany of hope, I finally received






