Hope is not a fragile thing. Hope is tenacious and fierce. Hope holds firm to the green yielding branch during the hurricane, and awaits the calm after.
Hope rises above the heat and flames and rests on unscorched ground to await the coming rain.
Hope floats on rising waters, knowing the safe harbor awaits, patiently.
Hope does not give up, ever.
Hope can dissolve ramparts, mend impassable roads, and nurture fields left unplanted into gardens of unimagined beauty.
Hope is not to be trifled with.
Hope is not a fragile thing.
Laura Sleeper