Hope

When the world is fraught with fear and danger…and I find it hard to cope… I allow that same world to remind me…there is always hope. I see hope as each new sunrise brightens up the morn I see hope on parents' faces when a baby has been born. I see hope in every gardener's eyes…as they sow their field of seeds I see hope in every flower blooming…every tree and every weed. I hear hope every time someone pops a cork in a bottle of champagne and every time I overhear birds singing in the rain. I see hope in every rainbow, in every birthday candle's light I see hope in every flower that is blooming in the night. I find hope riding on the wind or drifting on the breeze I see it in a baby's smile or in the dancing of the bees. I see it crawling in the caterpillar who hopes to be a butterfly I see it in our faces every time we say goodbye. I see hope in baby animals…in boats heading out to sea I see hope in art and music and, yes, in poetry. I see hope at every wedding…every nervous groom and blushing bride and with every act of love and kindness…my hope is fortified. So when I look out on a world where fear and danger seem to surround me I will never surrender So when I look out on a world where danger and fear seems, sometimes, to surround me I will never surrender to them…not with so much hope around me