Poet’s Place

One writer that I really admire is Sarah Bahr.  Currently she is a freelance journalist but is headed to New York City to be a reporter for the New York Times’ Culture Desk starting in June. From her posts on Facebook, I was struck with this idea: to combine my Walk of Hope with stops on Indianapolis’ Cultural Trail.  It will give readers a feel for the Trail; and, hopefully, once we are beyond this season of life, we can stroll it together to see it live and in person.

Previously I introduced you to “Ann Dancing” on one of my walks, as well as the ornate grate with the rose scent next to the former Real Silk Hosiery.   Today I’d like to tell you, and show you, “Poet’s Place” and the hope it brings.  It’s not that prominent on the Trail.  I actually walked by it for years without knowing it was there.  Now I pause and read it often as I walk to the local grocery or hardware store.  When I read it today, I was amazed at how much hope it conveys to the reader. Part of the poem on the plaque says:

“It is like what my father said to my son,

Things sure have changed

since I went to high school here sixty years ago

to which my son answered, I sure hope so!

Always the hope of the young and perhaps the old

because change is here everyday….”

The hopes of the young.  The hopes of the old.  What are your hopes?  What do you hope never goes back to being the same after COVID-19?  What do you hope returns to the way it once was?

No matter what changes, our hope in God does not change and God’s hope in us does not change. 

Jeremiah 29:11 says:  "For I know the plans I have for you,“ declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” The real hope and future God has planned for us is to be with God eternally.   Now that truly is hope!