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Wednesday of Hope – Where Hope Lives


It hovers in dark corners
before the lights are turned on,
it shakes sleep from its eyes
and drops from mushroom gills,
it explodes in the starry heads
of dandelions turned sages,
it sticks to the wings of green angels
that sail from the tops of maples.

It sprouts in each occluded eye
of the many-eyed potato,
it lives in each earthworm segment
surviving cruelty,
it is the motion that runs the tail of a dog,
it is the mouth that inflates the lungs
of the child that has just been born.

It is the singular gift
we cannot destroy in ourselves,
the argument that refutes death,
the genius that invents the future,
all we know of God.

It is the serum which makes us swear
not to betray one another;
it is in this poem, trying to speak.

–Β Lisel Mueller

Posted by opreach on March 14, 2018
6 Comments Post a comment
  1. 03/14/2018

    This is well written. Well done!

  2. 03/14/2018

    Lovely words 😊

  3. 03/14/2018
    Peggy Devlin

    This is beautiful – thanks. Peggy Devlin, OP

    Sent from Mail for Windows 10

    • 03/14/2018

      Glad you like it, Peggy. Peace, Pat


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