Our hopes that fail...

Our hopes that fail

Are but truths that set

To illumine other spirits on their pathway;

As our joys that come true

Are their far-off dreams,

That through the cadence of our life

Ring out their pent-up tunes.

Whatever dies — needs must live,

Whatever breathes doth die too;

But above death and life

Shines that High Light

Where all find rest,

Yet endlessly move.