What gives you hope? And what, if anything, makes you question hope? And what makes you question your questions of hope? And…
The only thing that popped into my head when I read this question was:
I find hope and it gives me rest
I find hope in a beating chest
I find hope in what eyes don’t see
I find hope in your hate for me
Have no fear when the waters rise
We can conquer this great divide
So I will leave you with that – lyrics from Hanson’s song “Great Divide”