Living In the Extraordinary

Living in the extraordinary

Hope 
Is what blooms in chaos, striving to find the sun in the strangling cover of darkness.
Is an audacity that constantly lights up inside of us, finding sanity in the tumultuous.
Hope. 
Is definitive, finding power in the act of defiance. 
Is a gift, dreaming the wildly unimaginable in the face of despair. 
Hope. 
Is the urgency to create, painting the monotonous in streams of vivid colour. 
Is the tenacity to act, catching glimpses through cracks in a despairing façade.
Hope. 
Is not ignorance, a blinding belief that the world is sunny  
But a bold narrative, with visions and dreams amid despondency. 
Hope. 
Is not a fallacy, attempting optimism with a well-worn cliché.  
But an embrace of the inevitable, and yet clamoring for the extraordinary.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Agustin Avatar
May 20, 2024 at 8:59 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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