Hopes have a secret parlor
just big enough for two
with a loveseat near a reading lamp
and a window with a view.
Hope_ is a high cathedral
where we sometimes sit alone
in the silence of the stained glass
and the certainty of stone.
Hopes and dreams that happen
are the stuff of happiness
but more enduring is the Joy
of Hope… without the “s.”
© Copyright 2003, Tom Kapanka, Patterns of Ink
“…and we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God.
Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings,
because we know that suffering produces perseverance;
perseverance, character; and character, hope.
And hope does not disappoint us…” Romans 5:1-5
This poem and post was originall written for my personal blog Patterns of Ink in 2003. and dedicated to my brother Jim and his wife Heather upon their son Joey's long-awaited welcome to their home. It was posted at Calvary's "To Begin With..." as an illustration of the final part of the Mission Statement post above it.