Un-deferred Hope

Hope always rises when the story is held

Hope always listens and points out another way, another perspective that says “maybe all is not lost after all” 

I cannot know what it’s coming or even what today will do, what story will be left in its wake 

I cannot hope in what has gone before, and yet here I am 

I have made it through all my yesterdays

Even the darkest most deadly vallies did not consume or end me 

Here I am still here, still able, still open, still…still… still… seeking stillness, hoping against false hope and counterfeit answers for a story in my wake that will tell of much victory and un-deferred hope

naomi sarah 2025