Hope re-visited

I had the whole "Hope" thing backwards...

It is not a matter of substance, whose function is to be utilized in the looking forward of a possible happening. This hope is NOT...

It is a manner of getting over a disappointment... It is the best vessel to occupy and command when you find that, that which you had invested in is shallower than you foreseen and faker than anticipated...

Hope carries you through the muck left by the dreams she tore and the happiness she shriveled down. Hope lifts your feet - not to dream again - but lifts them high enough in order to not be affected... Much like a jump rope comes to sweep your feet out from under you, so does she--hope makes me jump in, avoid the rope artistically even as she swings harder than she can---hope keeps me standing while the rope slumps on the ground as her arms grow tired---hope puts my foot on the rope and whisper; "You fool, is that all you had?"...