When Hope has nowhere else to go
through withering attacks,
she gathers strength from roots below
to rise between the cracks.
When Patience, buffeted by wind
is prone to pull up stakes,
he finds the buried grace to bend
before the auger breaks.
When Courage has forgotten more
than cowards ever knew,
it taps a hidden reservoir
to see the battle through.
Forgiveness, waiting in the wings,
unshackled from the past,
is summoning the peace he brings
when amity is cast.
And Love, in all her glory, holds
the power to dispel
alarm. Within her apron folds
we know that all is well.
Mary Boren, 2013