A rich river of thick, sweet hope
in a bland world
running, rushing through
dirt, trickling in rivulets
through the dustiest corners
of souls and worlds. Drink deeply.
Reach out, reach out and hold on. It’s expensive hope free for the taking.
Hold out, hold out and carry on. This is beautiful love in the making.
A tree, full of children playing
on the branches heavy with
fruit the colors of brilliant
rainbow. Take a bite and juicy,
sticky hope dribbles down your chin.
Reach out, reach out and hold on. It’s expensive hope free for the taking.
Hold out, hold out and carry on. This is beautiful love in the making.
A giant waterfall in the middle of a
dense, dark forest. Sun is shining, families
splash in the water. Breathe the fresh
air. Get your clothes soaked, let the
cascading hope caress your weary, sweaty head
and baptize you in cold newness.
Reach out, reach out and hold on. It’s expensive hope free for the taking.
Hold out, hold out and carry on. This is beautiful love in the making.
An army of tired 9-to-5-ers, school-and-future-laden
youth, mothers weighed with children
and dead dreams. They are all handcuffed, chained
to despair. Hope is the key.
Reach out, reach out and hold on. It’s expensive hope free for the taking.
Hold out, hold out and carry on. This is beautiful love in the making.
The sun sets, vibrant purple and gold. We
can watch the sun set because we know
it’ll come back right in time to push away
the darkness, let the stars scatter and lift
up the curtain for the hope that always dawns at
the end of night.
Reach out, reach out and hold on. It’s expensive hope free for the taking.
Hold out, hold out and carry on. This is beautiful love in the making.
Reach out and take hope’s hand. It’s scarred
from sanding wood and saving the world. Hands
that made people see again, made people walk again.
Those same hands are eager to scoop you up
and save you.
Reach out, reach out and hold on. It’s expensive hope free for the taking.
Hold out, hold out and carry on. This is beautiful love in the making.
whoa. this is actually quite intriguing.
ReplyDeleteit was, of course, all to please you, o my lord hoity-toity.
ReplyDeletelol thanks tho
ReplyDeleteWow Joanna...I was just going to skim it at first cause it looked long--lame, I know, but it grabbed my attention and imagination by painting pictures that really do show hope. Congratulations.
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