Hope for the Future
Shall not Lebanon in a very little while
become a fruitful field,
and the fruitful field be regarded as a forest?
On that day the deaf shall hear
the words of a scroll,
and out of their gloom and darkness
the eyes of the blind shall see.
The meek shall obtain fresh joy in the Lord,
and the neediest people shall exult in the Holy One of Israel.
For the tyrant shall be no more,
and the scoffer shall cease to be;
all those alert to do evil shall be cut off—
What do we yearn to see?
What do we long to hear?
Who are the tyrants
and the scoffers
whom we allow
to get under our skin?
And where are those barren places
in our souls
that might be made fertile?
What might it be like
to imagine dreams fulfilled?
To know hope
that is grounded
in possibility?
It was into darkness
that God was born
with the promise
of fertility
bringing a new way of seeing
heralding a different kind of hearing
delivering the oppressed
and the hopeless
and, in the morning hush
just before the light of dawn
breaking out the good news of peace.
Dare we hope for more?
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