Hope’s Faith
Hope
is a fine feathered
friend that flies in
the face of conventional
wisdom to bring
us to our
inevitable truth.
Hope
is a divergent path
in the middle of
a lonely forest
where strange noises are
heard along with our
hard pumping heart.
Hope
is the prevailing
trade winds guiding
our hearts to one
another in the meekest
of causes, to intertwine
life in a web of love.
Hope
is the pull of our soul
into the empty chasm of
time waiting to be filled
by our experiences, waiting
to ink in the last pages
in that grand book of eternity.
Hope
is a fine fatih
for a guiding hand
in choices yet to be
made but desperately
sought out to give
guidance in love.
