This week’s theme is hope. Whew. What a week for hope, huh?
He that lives upon hope will die fasting. — Benjamin Franklin
I have always thought that hope was a singular thing… something you had inside you… or had to find inside you. Or if you could not find it inside you… then “Look UP and find hope” seemed to me to be the usual answer.
But what if it’s not?
The poem I am sharing today speaks differently of hope. And this is the kind of hope that I am looking for… the hope that has been left for me to find along my journey.
Hope has holes
in its pockets.
It leaves little
so that we,
can follow it.
it doesn’t know
it knows only
that all roads
begin with one
foot in front
of the other.
Hope by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer from How to Love the World: Poems of Gratitude and Hope. Published by Story Publishing.
Please visit Kym, Bonny, and Sarah today to see what hope they have to share.
Happy Thursday, Everyone!
I love that simple poem so much, Kat! One foot in front of the other . . . that sums up hope to me, perfectly. When we keep moving, we’ve still got hope. XO Happy Poetry Month!
This is a simply wonderful poem, Kat, and I’m so glad you shared it! When I’m looking for hope, I will think of holes in its pockets and crumb trails for me to follow while I keep moving.
Oh I love this little poem…love the images of holes in pockets and crumb trails to follow and, yes, one foot in front of the other…keeping on and keeping on. Thanks for sharing!
Love this! I can just imagine the holes in the pockets and the crumb trails to follow. 🙂
This is so wonderful, Kat! I love the idea of hope leaving us crumb trails to find it — sometimes hard to see but nevertheless there for the following.
Like Vera, I just love this image! Hope, with holes in its pockets, leaving little crumbs for us to find. Isn’t that wonderful!
It IS wonderful!
I love this little poem that packs a big big punch!!
What a beautiful poem. I love the idea of putting one foot in front of the other. It seems very appropriate for the time in which we live.