Courage Still There Is

for Keisha, who makes me see courage, against insurmountable odds

There is scant hope, yet courage still there is
To thread love through the fibres of the tree
That outspans and outlasts our histories,

And though we go the way of twigs and berries,
Branches and leaves, and in mortality
There is scant hope, yet courage still there is

And there’s no choice but love. There never is,
Through miracle or catastrophe
That outspans and outlasts our histories,

So we must love, despite life’s treacheries,
Time’s wastefulness, death’s crass absurdities
There is scant hope, yet courage still there is

To love again, life through our arteries
Drives love, the soul’s first, purest quality
That outspans and outlasts our histories,

The lines of chance and fate are mysteries
We comprehend best when we clearly see
There is scant hope, yet courage still there is.

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12 Replies to “Courage Still There Is”

  1. The idea of embracing courage when there is only “scant hope” is the essence of humanity’s struggle. I believe that it brings out our finest qualities.

  2. I live with the weight of the possessing
    I know there is a balancing
    embracing this
    I surrender my life
    to the tide of loving

    There is scant hope
    yet courage still there is

    xxoo

  3. This is exactly my feeling, only when we feel like giving up, on hope, does courage come into it. And I seen this finest quality, in action time and time ago…and it’s there even if we don’t feel it.

  4. Jana, thank you for your words: surrendering life to the tide of loving. This has walked with me in balancing / possessing… moment by moment…

    And if it be love then let it be perfect passion abandonment possession.

    Let it be complete self-surrender to essence of obsession

    If it be heartfelt heavy heaving and knocking on heaven’s door

    Then let it be fervour and ardour than we’ve ever been before.

  5. I missed this post somehow…

    ‘And though we go the way of twigs and berries,
    Branches and leaves, and in mortality
    There is scant hope, yet courage still there is…’

    Fickleness of our days and destinies. Let courage fire the coals of hope… I have hope – for you, for me, for all of life and this earth… and prayers that our hopes will keep burning.

    more soon…

    Stay well!

  6. Thanks Meena, I guess the poem follows on from letters about building hope, even if scantily available or against all odds. In both the living and dying I witness bravery and determination to overcome pain and suffering.
    I often consider it miracle that we get by holding ‘it’ together the immensely complex and difficult situations we face in life. In hindsight we seem to conquer these fears in the face of adversity without giving it a second thought. If is was easy, would we even consider doing something that requires hope?

  7. Courage and hope go hand in hand. Hope gives us courage and courage gives us a ray of hope. But yes, I know how you feel. I’m joining my hopes with yours, so we have a larger pool to draw from. :)

    Take care!

  8. I regret that I was not born with a courage as winning as some I’ve loved desperately. But I believe that there will always be hope; a second chance, an opportunity for correction.

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