where is hope?

I claimed that hope did not exist

“It’s folly for the weak”

you took my hand and closed my mouth

you would not let me speak

you showed me flowers blooming

I told you they would fade

you spoke of grass the greenest and

I scoffed “It will not stay”

“None of these can hold my hope

No, everything will die!”

my comment brought your mouth a frown

a tear drop stained your eye

silence built between our hearts

until you whispered

of human souls, dark and vast

of love without an end

and a God that came and suffered