Today’s NaBloPoMo poem is another improvisation. I’ve been thinking about hope a lot lately, so where better to go with today’s poem?
The thing about hope is:
It takes up residence in unexpected places
On familiar faces, in the conversations you used to have.
When sorrow is your companion
You don’t know how Hope will find you again
But she will – she’s already there
Even through the pain.
I know it’s easy to say
I know it’s not easy to hear.
It’s about as easy to hear
As grief is to bear
But bear it we must
And in ourselves trust
Until we feel it lift
For even in our deepest pain
Hope is a cherished gift.
Wishing you peace, strength and hope on your journeys,
- NaBloPoMo: Wondering why – grief poetry (navigatingcyberloss.wordpress.com)
- NaBloPoMo Soup: Add Your April Posts (blogher.com)