To Grasp Thee, Hope

To grasp thee, Hope;
Pleated veil, O forgèd drifter,
Drifter through it, and
Lo, essence whisked hither
To a tear-drenched memorial.
Ah, see, tucked away -
Thou, Goodness of white sands,
Funneling through fire.

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