Hope is often
so much quieter
than my fear
hope is the whisper
between screams
hope is the nearly inaudible
sound of your tears drying
on the rose of your cheek
hope is the hushed wind passing
through a tall Wyoming pine
hope is the noise of you
softly exhaling while
looking for God in the mirror
hope is the sound of stars winking
at us from across the cosmos
hope is the babbling river
hope is the snoring baby
hope is the thumping heartbeat
hope is the lightly
beeping hospital monitor
hope is the sound
of butterfly wings
moving in the spring
hope is the noise ice
makes as it melts on a lake
hope is the gentle scratching of
a flower as it claws its way
out of the earth to sunbathe
hope is never loud
hope is never fussy
hope is never announced
– in fact, you might miss hope’s
arrival if your not listening for it
hope is more piano
than it is saxophone
hope is humble
hope is stealthy
hope doesn’t wear a name tag
hope is so often so silent
but that what 
makes hope so
powerful
because it can
surprise us at a moments notice
hope is always present
it’s the beat between musics notes
it’s the lips smack before the kiss
it’s the deep breath before the eulogy
hope is the quiet voice of God
that is endlessly begging us to
not surrender to the crawling shadows
and the voice is always
saying the same thing:
“Hold on, my love, hold on, my love.”
if you give it a moment of silence
you will find that hope is a real
chatter box
it won’t stop talking to you
if you let it get started
hope is everywhere
even in places where
you won’t expect to find it
it’s in your blood
it’s in your wrinkles
it’s in your grief
hope is relentless
amid the noise of
this clanging world
just listen
I swear,
my love,
if you just listen
to the noiseless hope
that surrounds you
I swear
you’ll never give up again
– John Roedel
#hope
#heartwhispers
#healing
There is always hope
