I wrote these lines a few years ago. Not sure yet if they comprise a complete poem all to themselves, or if they are rather a “poem snippet” waiting for more lines to come.
But here you are, a few lines on hope.
hope is light
that does not insist
on staying clean
but plunges into dark
and murky places
to search out
Questions: Does this image of hope ring true to you? How so?
What image would you use for hope? (bonus points if you write it out in poetic form!)