Hope

 

Hope. 🌼

 

Perhaps to hope is to stay open. 

When everything in me wants to close

I stay open instead.

When I ache with disappointment

When the pain of wanting

Feels like too much

I stay open. 

 

Perhaps to hope is to keep breathing.

When everything in me wants to die

I breathe instead.

When I don’t know how to live

When it feels too frightening

Inhale and exhale

I keep breathing.

 

Perhaps to hope is to feel.

When everything in me wants to numb

I feel instead.

When grief or anger rage on

When sadness enfolds me

Tears or screams come

I feel.

 

Perhaps to hope is to reach out

When everything in me wants to pull away

I reach out instead.

When I don’t know if you want me

When I’m scared to be held close

It’s easier alone

I reach out.  

 

Perhaps to hope is to see.

When everything in me wants to look away

I see instead. 

When being blind feels safer

When I’m accustomed to the darkness

I allow the scales to fall

I see. 

 

Perhaps to hope is to be seen.

When everything in me wants to hide

I'm seen instead.

When I feel naked and ashamed

When I don’t believe I’m worthy

Here I am anyway

I am seen. 

 

Perhaps to hope is to stay open. 

When everything in me wants to close

I stay open instead. 

When I ache with disappointment

When the pain of wanting

Feels like too much

I stay open.