Hope Is : Just Love

The fruit of divine love 

Resumes happiness, when needed ; 

When there is a deep dark hole

All are sucked by, none escaped ; 

Only a few worldly souls 

Comes and spreads hope, all the time.

The eternity tries to catch them 

But those flies ; 

Ashes are the hope, understand it.

When there is nothing,

Something arises ; 

Like Everything, spot it.

A humane affair is tough to confess, 

But to live fullest, at its best, 

Is the art of life, that comes as bless.