Hope is the thing that catches you
When you have children
It perches in your soul like
A quiet song, you cannot explain it
Faith has feathers without words
It’s simple, profound
And has a quality that never stops
Its flight traverses dawns
Hope is a quality of purpose
To have a future is enough
Little birds must content with
All the dangers, just like you
Hope is not found in all
The parts of this world, some resent it
Others have reset it, it lingers
In the back of our minds
Even when storms have come
Hope inches you forward
Sore from tragedies, it brings you
Your people, and sometimes
That is enough to get through another day
Sometimes nobody comes
And you must go inside
To find the peace of the strangest sea
To find crumbs of divinity.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- A Rabbit As King Of The Ghosts by Wallace Stevens
- The Greek National Anthem by Rudyard Kipling
- The Polar Koala Bear by Robby Charters
- God’s Abdication by Snowdon King
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Чудом тени
- Константин Бальмонт – Мы шли в золотистом тумане
- Гавриил Державин – На умеренность
- On Messrs Hussey and Coffin by Phillis Wheatley
- Above The Oxbow by Sylvia Plath
- English Poetry. David Herbert Lawrence. Whales Weep Not!. Дэвид Герберт Лоуренс.
- Алексей Плещеев – Дети века все больные
- Of Him I Love Day and Night. by Walt Whitman
- Dirge of the Three Queens by William Shakespeare
- The Tree Of Song by Sara Teasdale
- Gone
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
