The object of our hope

What we’ve been taught to hope for

is so paltry, so far from being able

to deliver satisfaction, that it’s surprising

that we feel so disappointed

when those hopes are not fulfilled

If someone told you,

You can have the sky,

and free flight in it,

you ca have fellowship

with all the thought, with all the music,

you can sing color and dance

the whole kaleidoscope of pattern,

would you believe them?

If someone told you,

You can be the love

that comprehends and celebrates

every small and large

impulse of being,

you can be the love that nurtures,

that engenders joy and exaltation,

would you embrace that hope?

Here is the voice telling you all that.

You don’t have to say if you believe it —

only notice if you want it.

That, eventually, will be clue enough.

©Wendy Mulhern

September 7, 2019