Hope
by Carmen H Gray
Isn’t it wondrous, I thought
That she made it
To the end of her journey
She, being smaller
The scant resources did not curtail her instinct to continue
To do what her very existence
Summoned her to achieve
As if some greater force was at play
Guiding her gently to her intention
We can learn grand lessons from such small wins
In the savage Jungle
Monarca Rising 