Where does hope lie?
by Robyn M. Speed
Wednesday, December 03, 2003
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It lies in the acceptance that our reactions to other people and other situations are of our own choosing.
It lies in our ability to stop blaming other people for our problems.
It lies in our ability to forgive and to move forward.
It lies in our ability, and willingness, to help another person.
It lies in our ability to say ‘I will no longer choose to be angry.’
It lies in our ability to say ‘I will live in peace with myself and others.’
It lies in our ability to say ‘I will support you in your dreams.’
It lies in our ability to say ‘You can achieve anything you set your mind to.’
It lies in the moments when we watch our children sleeping.
It lies in the moments when we watch another person laughing.
It lies in our dreams.
It lies in our passions.
It lies in a caress, in a kiss, in a touch.
It lies in our talents and our skills.
It lies in our commitment to make this world a better place through being a better person.
Hope lies in every thought, every word, every deed.
Hope lies in my hands, and in yours.
© Robyn M Speed
Robyn M Speed - Writer
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|Reviewed by Larry Lounsbury
|Love the deep sense and meaning in your poem. Be true to yourself, speak the truth in season and out of season; least you create spiritual murder.|
|Reviewed by Beth Elaine
|Great positive philosophy, well said|
|Reviewed by autumn blair-strange
|simply beautiful,my dear.yes,you are a writer,and i'm so glad that you are,'cuz reading poems like'Where does hope lie?'makes me feel,no,not just feel,but resonate truth!your gift is for sharing,and i thank you for doing so...bless you,autumn|
|Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
|Wisdom so wonderfully penned!
|Reviewed by jude forese
|wise and well written ...|
|Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson
|Excellent words to live by...well penned.
|Reviewed by Larry Rochelle
|Acceptance and commitment. Reaction and inaction. A poem to the idea of being proactive, making something of our lives. Thanks, Robyn!|