How Do You Dare Hope
I hope in the way that the sea
constantly washes upon bloody beaches.
I hope in the way that fire burns
through the mother forest of seedlings that emerge from the ash.
I hope because day always follows
night.
I hope because bones mend and scar
tissue forms.
I hope in the way that the old die and
the young are born.
I hope in how laughter follows tears
and tears follow a tragedy.
I hope because I've cast aside
depression, making way for the genuine light to shine.
I hope because rain always follows
drought and sunshine always follows rain.
I hope becaue it is from the ashes that
the phoenix rises.
I hope because tragedy gives birth to
heros.
I hope because desperation gives birth
to kindness.
