Saturday, 9 January 2010


Hope feels. Take here and now. Hope lifts,

transforms comfort and discomfort, goes

beyond them both – higher - not bereft

of potential, a spiral away to

ascend through fear but without theft;

transcending, transmuting whatever it started as

tremulously up to how things could be;

beyond entropy, decay or how it was:

look at the sun rising again and again, day after day;

listen to the radio, a boiling kettle's energy, voice.

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