Sunday Muse # 133

Morning Amazing Musers! I know it has been a crazy time, and an even crazier week, so here is an image to take your minds off  things.  I look forward to seeing the directions you all take!


When waves of dread wash over you 
and the salt burns your lungs and eyes 
the flame of hope stays brightly lit
We can hear your victory cries.

©2020 CBialczak Poetry