Hope Waits Inside
photo by Elaine Mansfield
Hope Waits Inside
The day dawned as it always does,
milky light nuzzling the drapes
then leaking through the cracks like love
in a time of grief. I want to meet
this moment with arms swung wide open,
a gate that welcomes everything—
but dread rusts the hinges, and fear keeps
the latch from popping free. As usual,
I’m called to see hope w…
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