Thundering Thoughts

A Glimmer of Light is a Glimmering Light

A glimmer of light amidst the
   darkest gloom.
It was the break of dawn after the
   most pitch-black part of the night
   that loomed.
Behold! For the blood, sweat and
   tears have evaporated!
Now, the rain has come—water has
   condensed to feed my thirsty
   mouth for the betterment it
   yearned.

What a relief I held on to that thin
   thread of almost nonexistent
   hope.
Oh, what ease it brought that I
   chose myself: I tried to cope.
Maybe I needed that overwhelming
   pessimism to spark that little fire
   of optimism.
Heed to its now sizzling blaze
   inside my heart as it nurtures its
   prowess: its little heroism.

Heroism to save herself from the
   taunts of men.
For bright days come and so does
   dolor; bliss shall pass as does
   forlorness end.
Hence, may we be strong 'til dawn
   breaks and light finds its way back
   to us.