hope is a mainstay

At the very center core of humanity lies an innate desire to expect, to believe in something deeply.

Not in the simple definition of expect and believe, but to cling to ideals as if one’s very life depended on them.

There is a heart beat that stabilizes even the most tumultuous existence.

Though it’s been beaten down, sucked out, hung dry, there is not a crucible that can separate it from those earnest to know it’s sustaining power.

It’s concrete, like a structure you can build something on.  It’s eternal.

The spring’s source, fed by sheer stubbornness to keep bubbling.

There is something deeper, wider, greater, longer, higher, kinder, more self-sacrificing than anything thus created by man.  

Hope is a mainstay - a support - until a day comes when He who designed it comes to fulfill it.