Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Hope flickers catching the least bit of light and makes everything sparkle with possibility.
Hope shimmers in corners of books pages being turned in cozy coffee shops and travel in the gurgling sounds of latte's in progress.
Hope shows up in the unexpected wagging of a dog's tail, that thought it had forgotten how to play.
Hope lives in the phone call so needed by the friend you miss. Words of knowing and understanding make it grow.
Hope is what makes an unselfish idea become a dream and eventually, patiently, and deliberately come true. Then inspiration becomes a dream or idea for another mind to ponder.
Hope is never-ending, shy to be seen, but ready to be duplicated.
Humble, real and always waiting for you, just when you think you've reached the end of your rope.
There is hope.