Hope grows by sharing
like love
like joy
there is a moment of risk
in the speaking
in the launching of hope
into the cold world
it may be crushed by
broken-hearted black holes
of longing disappointed
it may get knocked
out of the air by
cynics arrows of outraged misfortune
prickly in self-defense having
been sidelined by fear
it may be co-opted
distorted into wish fulfillment by
desperation confusing faith with longing
but still
it may fly
it may soar
it may lift eyes and hearts
above the horizon to a new dawn
and
it may find others of
similar kind with whom
to unite forming
a chorus
a choir
singing the songs
of hope into the darkness
becoming light
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