In a way, hope is a type of courage too.
W. SCOTTIn a way, hope is a type of courage too.
W. SCOTTLove resides within each breath.
W. SCOTTBut your destiny, it isn’t to lose. – believe.
W. SCOTTWe are ever blossoming.
W. SCOTTBut I must admit. I am desperate for hope.
W. SCOTTHonestly, I just want to love without the fear of losing anything.
W. SCOTTBut what have we learnt without the chaos?
W. SCOTTI know the light, but I cannot see it.
W. SCOTTHonesty, love never stopped looking for you.
W. SCOTTWhat a victory it will be to taste the light again.
W. SCOTTBut when has worry ever produced a miracle?
W. SCOTTFalling apart to fall together again.
W. SCOTTThere are blessings weaved within every inch of the pain.
W. SCOTTBut these downpours, they can all be a type of cleaning.
W. SCOTTAnd I held onto hope. Like a dear old friend.
W. SCOTTYour soul is a beautiful type of love.
W. SCOTT