Hope Unfolds


Hope unfolds, a wrinkle in time,

boutonniere in a funeral pocket.

It whispers to the weary

when gale-force winds shout,

yet its stir conquers kingdoms

and uproots emperors,

one pale pink petal at a

time. Hope is one drop

of one wave of one ocean,

yet it carves out its allotment

of the shoreline with a steady

hand. It dares to grasp the moon,

sleep with stars, paint the

Sistine Chapel, bow at the throne

of heaven, bloom on a cursed earth.

Hope is the candle in the window

to call its sons home…

27 comments on “Hope Unfolds

  1. lylekrahn says:

    A great tribute to hope. We all need it far more than we think.

  2. Seyi sandra says:

    Great poem, hope keeps us alive! Well done dear friend!

  3. Heidi Viars says:

    You sure have your part in spreading it to your reader … and I thank you for that! Blessings, and much hope to you today!

  4. ladyhawk87 says:

    beautiful! …one pale pink petal at a time…love it

  5. Robert Rife says:

    Um, wow. Now that’s a work of art right there. By the way, I think it’s spelled Sistine.

  6. Delft says:

    A beautiful flower shot! The light coming through is really lovely.

    • melodylowes says:

      Thank you! It is amazing how beautiful these little brave blossoms can be, even if they are only going to bloom for a few days. Quite a life lesson in that, isn’t there?

  7. russtowne says:

    Your post inspired a smile, my friend. Thank you!

  8. Caddo-Jael says:

    This is all beautiful, Mel, reverent with a sad quiet hope (or is it just me?)–I especially loved the last sentence/5 or 6 lines. God bless you big, praying for the family of the young man-love, sis Caddo

  9. Gallivanta says:

    Lovely to see how you shaped those words from that one beautiful blossom. Makes me think of “Hope Springs Eternal…….”

    • melodylowes says:

      🙂 Thanks, Gallivanta. Our nearest neighbours lost their young son this weekend, and I am trying to process it all. Hope is such a vital part of living with passion – and so easy to lose when circumstances are so difficult.

      • Gallivanta says:

        Indeed; hope seems to desert us yet it doesn’t really. it is more that, in our grief, we lose track of how to find it or recognise it. But perhaps that is okay because grief and despair have their rightful place too.

      • melodylowes says:

        You are so wise. We need to process the grief openly and honestly for it to be free to eventually leave our system – and yet, also need to cling to hope in the midst of trials. A hard balance to strike, that’s for sure!

      • Gallivanta says:

        And the grief is hard to process if the prevailing emotional culture is ‘keep a stiff upper lip’.

      • melodylowes says:

        I agree! Especially where our men and boys are concerned. We need to allow emotional expression and call it ‘normal’ to allow a healthy and healing grief process. Thank you for sharing in this with me, friend…

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