Thursday, June 4, 2009

Spheres of Hope

When I see her
she is the one always dancing and laughing for no reason
she kicks up dirt with her heels to see it fly
and is fascinated by the strength of the ant

What did they come together to defend against something larger that they didn't understand?
What did they sting?
And did she flee!

And she laughs on the way.
The Power of the ant. The power of hope.


I've spun aimless circles around this concept of inner peace.
And what I've pieced together is together there is warmth.
And together we can build, apart from sharing our gifts
--given so unequally for a purpose
is endless suffering.

You pushed her down yesterday.
You need her today.
You defamed Him yesterday.
You call Him today.

Separate from what you believe to be the truth
is the fact that you need them because they give you a
hope of a complete existence.


Looking up at the dark sky one wonders...
is this existence or an illusion?
Is the Test to believe?
Is the Great Test to hope?

Hope it's true that He's up there,
loving us,
hoping that He'll return.

Hoping that the dormant passions
that once lit up this place will live again
Will you remember this for me if I don't?

It's more than you can conceive or begin to think,
Your place in this world.
Your place to rule in your little sphere.
And your purpose--
Yes the reason you were sent
was to create hope.

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