hope may be feathers found
sing songs enjoyed.
it could be juicy nectar delights
dribbling, drabbling right round.
soft cracks in the shell of spring
sure to delight.
for the bats darling…
clear galaxies of catalystic flight.
lessons breaking free from passage
to raw growth
or cobbled bits after grief has wrought you
we return, different. not whole; not better
necessarily, but stronger. we can still rise,
a mosaic of colors, light allowed in to
warm our weariness.
yes hope is helpful, necessitating
but do note : : :
hope can only get us so far,
for hearts beckon back to courage.
our showing up for living requires fuel
lo, most importantly faith –
i hope only because my heart is with my
no wrestling of my mind is ever in vain
because of this.
hope is helpful, but faith is forever.
it’s a warm, and it’s a healing Hallelujah!