In the depths of my despair, there is meaning hidden there.

In the horror of my fear, a spark of courage twinkles near.

In life’s wrenching, gnawing pain, A song of hope sings soft refrain.

There is no depth that I can dive, without feeling more alive.

Because toward heaven all is leaning – giving peace.

Giving meaning.

(c) Anita Stout 2015

People Are Like Icebergs

 People Are Like Icebergs

They hide their problems so don’t assume life is easy for them

They hide their talents so never underestimate them

They hide their insecurities so treat them with dignity

They hide their pain, so offer them empathy

They hide their fears, let them feel safe

People are like icebergs.

People Are Like