Hope is found in the
first light of morning,
with the return of sparrow
and chickadee to the feeder
time and time again
Hope is found in the
hollow of a tree where
the owl cares for its young,
in the movement of wind
that strums branch and leaf
Hope is found in the
sprouting seed of lavender
and flashy tongues of iris,
in bee’s and butterfly’s
busyness of each one’s brief life
Hope is handing the torch off
to a generation that comes after,
trusting they will continue
in this wild and glorious race
claiming victory over evil

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