Hopelessness Is The Hell That Always Returns Poem by Shalom Freedman

HOPELESSNESS IS THE HELL THAT ALWAYS RETURNS

Hopelessness is the hell that always returns-
We try to dream our way out
We fight with small ordering actions
That tell us we can still move-
We seek to find our way in work
And flow in it –
Small conversations may help-
We seek to be suddenly be lifted up by
Surprising perceptions of nature’s beauty –
Though we know
Love the only true answer.

But hopelessness never dies
It comes back again and again
Older and weaker our power to resist is less-

Just this morning lost in hopelessness
I thought all was lost
And now here I am
Trying to quite weakly
write my way out of it
yet again.