All that is uncertain beneath our feet,
all that we assume is bedrock—
an unshakeable foundation—
is really hope,
nebulous, alluring, beguiling hope.
Hope that somewhere in all the wrong
there is right,
in all that is terrifying
there is a moment of peace,
that the possibility of beauty
lies in every eye that beholds.
I believe this must be true or why go on living?
ReplyDeleteI think so often that hope is what keeps us going forward. But as always you've said it much more eloquently.
ReplyDeleteI believe this.. how could we not?
ReplyDeleteHope can heal lots of problems
ReplyDeletethe ground beneath our feet is seldom certain....it is hope...and sometimes good things do happen...
ReplyDeleteThere should be right in every wrong. That's just the way it should be. :)
ReplyDeleteAwesome point. :)