Waiting for hope


Tis a sweet sad sound outside…the murmuring passing of vehicles in light rain, twinkling streetlights afar off, and an occasional truck slowing down to meet the curve up ahead. It is at times like these, when I can hear more within the sounds, more within the mood, and the poetic escapes and fills the environment. But it is late, and my sadness greater than the road noise, so I contemplate sleep.

I miss sleeping with a wife, so sleep is precious when I do sleep well. Though I am happy, I could be more happy, and these twinges of sadness, though touched with wisdom, do linger. I have learned much, but my companion did not, and so I am alone.

Yet even in this loneliness, I know I am not alone. It would be foolish to say I was. It is in these moments, when this sadness is present, when I know I am not unloved. Just as a father watches his child sleeping, so I know Our Father watches…and that makes all the difference…as I wait for hope.

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About thelostkerryman

Thelostkerryman is an author, entrepreneur, and disciple- this side of Tir Na N'Og- living in the forests of a consistently confused country. Here in this hill country, hurling doesn't usually involve a hurley, store-made soda bread resembles an inedible Irish megalith, and Kerrygold is only found hidden like a luck penny in the belly of Kroger. This blog is an account of his adventures, thoughts, eclectic -and eccentric- ramblings, random or insightful poetry, humor and non-humor, pictures (photos), video, essays, fiction, poetic fiction, nonfiction, drama, and writing he has not classified in the description above. All of my posts, thelostkerryman.wordpress.com, everydayasadisciple.wordpress.com, and mrandmrsboring.wordpress.com are copywrited according to international copywrite law.
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4 Responses to Waiting for hope

  1. free penny press says:

    Remember being alone and loneliness are 2 different things.. as long as we have our life, visions & dreams, loneliness is nothing but a fleeting irritant..

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