The Root of My Hope

is the ground of my being
it is beyond all reason
all expectation
all sense

in fact, reason, sense and expectation
may prove
to be its opposite

it is;
just as you are
I am
the world is

it is the molecules of being
the potential of a point of nothing

it is a prayer that makes no requests
a joy that rejoices in nothingness
and what lies beyond

it is a recognition of what is right now
in a way so raw and bloody in its clarity
that to still stand
in the face of everything
can only be called love

*Original poem by Summer Starr, July 2015