Within the consuming darkness
The smallest spark of light still shines
A glimmer of possibility & chance-
The hope for a miracle survives.

The chance is smaller than a grain of sand
Among our world’s broad areas of open land
Less, even so, than capturing snow
And matching the flakes within my hand

Even less …

Than a single drop of water
In the oceans so massive and deep
Or an isolated solitary star
In our universe’s vast infinity

Yet I know It is His hand who holds
All of these boundless things
And in His love and mercy
My miracle can surely grow wings

My hope will not be diminished
As long as the spark remains
Shining in the darkness —
A glowing symbol of faith.