Hope

POEM

Rebecca Norr-Hartman

1/13/20221 min read

GRIEF WASHES OVER MY SOUL

PULLING ME DOWN INTO A BLACK, HOPELESS HOLE

WHERE IT SWALLOWS ME UP, UNBALANCES MY HEART

TAKES ME TO PLACES THAT TEAR ME APART

BUT THIS IS A CHOICE

DISPAIR OR TRUST?

WHERE WILL LIFE GO, IT’S REALLY UP TO US

LET IT UNFOLD AS ITS MEANT TO BE

OR CONTROL IT, DIRECT IT AND STRUGGLE TO BE ME

LET GO OF FEARS, OF WORRY, OF SHAME

RECOGNIZE YOUR LOSSES

THEN RELEASE THEM INTO THE FLAME

ALLOW YOUR HEART TO SING LIKE A BIRD

GREET EACH DAY AND LET YOUR SOUL BE HEARD

Hope

Traditional Mayan Fire Burning Ceremony, Lake Atitlan Guatemala