Liberating Hope


Liberating Hope

It is the moment when there is little and much understanding

The bitter words, written just leave me lonely, withstanding

Drowning in your devious sea, underlying denial, needing to flee

Above a haze that has shifted, squirmed and now almost lifted, finally confirmed

Deliberately moving, the stolen glances, waking up from the diminishing trances

Thoughts have lingered and stayed to long, releasing the dream, little much has gone

Precious hope has awakened, and is finally free, enlightened from a place unknown perceived

Much Love Much Life

This is by far my favorite poem and I am sure that it is because, today I am letting go of hope. I have never considered how important hope is to have. Hope is very useful in many situations but I have been clinging to something, hoping it would get better but in my foggy raining morning, it hit me, I am hoping for something/someone to return that never really existed. A mere figment of my imagination, hardly, but the person/life I am missing was not the truth. I am not the girl I was even a year ago, thank God! I did not know a year ago, how trapped I had become by life, people and circumstances. This day marks a year for me, being forced out of work, just like many of us have been with Covid. The identity that comes from our work, the grief we all share from this past year, losing so much but gaining truth. That I believe has been my lesson from this year. Gaining truth about my life, values, purpose and happiness.

Author: Joy

I am Joy I am content I am patient I am love I am free, fabulous and fit. I am all these things and so much more. I am struggle I am hopelessness I am sad I am endurance I am a warrior I am a princess I am my Father's daughter I am a survivor of loss of hurt of pain. I am encouragement I am influence I am Joy.

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