Betsy Robin Schwartz

Hope is not the conviction that something will turn out well,

but the certainty that something makes sense regardless of how it turns out.

—Vaclav Havel

If I had trusted logic—

that rational tact

sworn to by men of reason,

I might have fled down should streets

calculating that, the odds

were weighted against sense.

I would have thought it was desert.

I would have seen it as dying.

But, I had that feeling—

that kind of intuition

that comes as regular and cleansing

as the bleeding and fortifies

unseen truths

without apology

or explanation.