Hope

Hope is a word festooned with slivers of sunlight and visions

Of all that enthrall and calm us even in the

Caverns of our deepest fears.

Hope helps us dismiss those hours that devoured good

Intentions and memories of failures

That lure us into despair.

Hope is a pool of reflection afloat with flowers of luminous

Green and glorious dreams that once belonged

To each of us.

Hope is a gentle slope rising to where the air is laden with balm for the

Bereaved, the tired. For those searching for That

Which Could Never Be, hopelessness.