How Can Hope Become a Way of Life
How can hope become a way of life,
A principle determining one's ends,
Putting what might be before what is,
Postponing pleasure till the sacrifice
Yields the dream--naked, yes, but real?
Granted, one might choose to live one's life
Removed from the morass of means and ends,
Avid for the ecstasy of is,
Desiring neither change nor sacrifice,
Undone by the raw rapture of the real.
A moment is a point upon a life
That serves by will or chance enduring ends.
In time one sees will be and was in is,
Opening one's heart to sacrifice,
Needing larger nows to hold what's real.