hope's wake



I hope for so many things. It's almost like a disease—how I hope continually.

There are truly bad days, for sure, but once my heart sees even a glint of daylight, it just keeps on scanning for what to hope for next.

Like this slice of life. I figured, if I begin writing, I hope I can come up with something of value for my readers to read. Not sure if that's happening though.

Maybe because I am being honest about my hope problem people will realize how much I need to be told that hope needs to be squashed, to stop seeing it in every good thing that happens to other people, to forget about what I want and just crawl under a rock. Maybe I'll stop holding onto hope and release it like a Kraken on the world to go forth and overtake my love and I'll be free because then hope will be relentlessly brightening that someone's day and I'll see that hope shine back on me like an eternal reflection of joy and gladness that can break down the worst of days and that hope will grant the courage to leap, the courage for change to unchain us from our corners, the courage to embrace the happiness that is here if we will hold on.

But that would all require hope. For now, today, I have an endless supply, so maybe I'll just get myself together and let hope do its work on me and everyone in my wake.




7 comments:

  1. I really needed to read this, this morning. I love the joy, and today I need that hope.

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  2. Hope is the thing that keeps us moving forward. You'll get there. It takes one step at a time. :)

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  3. Hope is the thing that keeps us moving forward. You'll get there. It takes one step at a time. :)

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  4. Hope, what a wonderful emotion to share with us. We all need a blast of it!!!
    Bonnie K.

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  5. Don't let go of hope ever! I hold onto it until I feel it holding me. One of my favorites: "Hope deferred makes the heart sick: but when the desire is fulfilled, it is a tree of life." (Proverbs 13:12)

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  6. At the bottom of Pandora's jar was hope. A fine thing to want, need, look for, give away.

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  7. Let hope do its work. Thanks for sharing your ruminations on an important word.

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