8 Lines of Hope

An 8 line contest entry on the subject of hope.

When the shadows wax long, when the campfire burns low,
When the monsters of sadness rejoice and renew,
All we have is our hope, like a bright shining light,
To guide us through marshes, a spear-like canoe.
Our hope is our destiny, dreams are our future,
To lead through the alien realms of unknown,
For when hope is our leader, a glowing gold beacon,
Our dreams are reality, lifetime foreknown.