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Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts

Saturday, July 14, 2012

hope

“Of all the virtues and gifts, I believe that hope is the hardest to hold on to.” 
-Zonoma

Thursday, August 13, 2009

hope


Hope is a quiet creature. He doesn't precisely sneak back in because how can something that is so looked for sneak? Yet, for all my waiting and praying, for all my searching and midnight vigils at the front door, I woke up this morning and found Hope standing there in companionable silence- as if he'd never left at all.

-Zonoma

Saturday, August 8, 2009

hope is hard


How can one live on the razor's edge between heartbreak and hope? It is living as a whisper within a world where profanity is not spelled out in syllables but in decibels. It is wanting to weep where tears are forbidden and longing to laugh where smiling is taboo. It is carrying a terrible sickness and having the antidote, too.

It is quiet here in this place.

-Zonoma