Hope looks like a person who thinks I’m worth talking to and whom I have no problem giving my time to.
Hope looks like stray cats having something to eat every day.
Hope looks like sleeping safely, soundlessly, deeply.
Hope sounds like a late-night party (I’m not a party person but I like to hear other people have a good time with their friends).
Hope sounds like a usually angry person speaking softly with a gentle face.
Lost in the shadows of time;
Or is it just solitude…
Silence in a storm.