Miles ahead
Through the pitch darkness
I focused hard
To see a flickering light.
A ray of hope
In a world, so doomed
I stumbled with bruises
To embrace that flickering light.
A distant dream
With darkened screams
A swamp, full of struggles
A tunnel to that flickering light.
©2020 Piyush Singh
The Perceptions Square 
There’s always the light at the end of the tunnel. This poem inspired us to remember.
Yes, there is… We are not far away.. Thank you Dave for your kind words!
So beautiful 😍
Thanks a lot!
Most welcome