hope

I've had a couple of drinks. :) Thought I would do a little experiment and try to write something in something other than a pile of characters formed into incoherent lines.

Hope

Painted into the lightest cloud in the sky
Standing in the the final moments of time not lapsed.
Distilled in a friend, drip fed between arms
Hope guides the eye to the horizon
Shouts Never say die.

Recent events have made me turn once more to the subject of hope. It is a subject which I have written on a few times over the years. I had a conversation this lunchtime with my sister which is partly where the inspiration comes from.

Life is full of hardship of some form or other but what keeps us going, or at least one of the things, is Hope. It has a duality but is fickle. It can be good, bad and a mixture of both.