Partners - Hope And Joy

There are days after the death of one's spouse, weeks even, months where one feels life has lost purpose. Bottom line is one feels lost period. There are things you share with your significant other that you share with no one else. All the energy that flowed between the two of you has been severed. And in the place of that relationship is a large gaping hole called your future. It has been a year and a half since I lost my beloved Macleod and in that time I have had a great deal of difficulty coming up with what I want to experience as I go forward without him. It came to me recently that I was trying to envision my physical life, what the future would look like, what I wanted it to look like. It yawned and stretched before me in an endless litany of quickly discarded goals. None of them seemed important anymore. But, when I step back and really take stock, I want the same thing now as I did when I was a child - I want to be Joyful. And that is my goal, it has always been my goal and in my journey to that end I am starting off at Hope. I came across a poem I had written in 1999 and it was in reading it I was once again reminded of my desire to build a bridge of the non physical kind!

Partners

Hope is a new beginning
A wanting thing, a yearning thing.
Hope is born from wantingness
That is turned into a desire.

Hope is an expectation
A wishing thing, a craving thing.
Hope is born from emptiness
To becomea joy filled fantasy.

Joy is a knowingness
A laughing thing, a gladness thing.
Joy is born from hopefulness
To become the dream fulfilled.

Joy is a blessedness
A raptured thing, a delightful thing.
Joy is born from loveliness
To become the wings of ecstasy.

Hope is a new beginning,
A starting thing, a planting thing.
Joy is full of certainty
A travelling thing, a journey thing.

Hope and Joy are partners.
A conception thing, a creation thing.
Born from a despairing place
And elevated from lack to elation.