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| courtesy of Pixabay |
Hope wobbles like the moon
rising and falling//earth tunes
Hope is the gift
of sun or rain
depending on your local terrain
Hope is a young bird learning to fly
spreading it's wings in a windless sky
Hope is a fawn taking its first step
shaky, while humans slept
Hope is finding common ground
sharing berries when few are found
Hope is wild animals roaming free
chimpanzees dreaming in forest trees
Hope is humans navigating love
with guidance from the heavens above
linking with earthweal
Hosted by Sherry
writing about Hope
That one is really good! Such a fine definition of hope.
ReplyDeleteHow lovely to read this this morning, True. Such lovely images to dream about. The wobbling moon is a bit concerning. I have read a bit about it. I love your closing thoughts - animals roaming free, and humans living with love. Somehow, we do stay loving, despite everything - because the world has never needed it more. So glad to read your poem today.
ReplyDeleteFinding common ground...that's what we need.
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely: hope is indeed all of these things. We must learn from nature instead of trying to obliterate it!
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