Hope is the bridge between despair and joy,

For some it stands firm over slow trickling water,

For other the bridge is collapsing as the river overflows,

Tides pushing you towards the edge of disparity,

For some the bridge has been set ablaze and they have to run away,

For others they dive into the water until the fire has passed,

Letting the waves slowly bring them closer to joy rather than disparity,

Hope is something I fear a lot of people have lost,

I pray everyone here can find at least enough to keep going,

Because life does get tough,

The news constantly makes it seem like the world is about to end,

Or the politics make you just want to run away,

But find hope in the one little thing,

Maybe it’s a friend or family member or pet,

Maybe it’s a hobby or something that keeps you going,

Maybe you built your bridge on the Lord,

However you find your hope,

Hold on to it,

Hold onto it even when the tides come in,

Even as your knuckles turn white just don’t let go,

Because hope is the bridge between disparity and joy,

All you have to do is wait til it’s safe to cross.