Is Hope

Is hope,
as some have said,
a desire for the tangible reality
of an item?

Is hope
a crystal goblet
reflecting the light of faith?

Is hope
a glass chain
attached to matters plain?

Is hope,
as others have said,
a creature with feathers
that lays snuggled in the heart?

I have, also, posted this poem in the journal Writing in Snow, under the folder Awardicon Items, in my writing.com port. I am Prosperous Snow.