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
- Ок Мельникова – Тоской тома йорка
- Dedication From Moremi by Wole Soyinka
- Огюст Барбье – Мельпомена
- On Going Unnoticed by Robert Frost
- On Colley Cibber poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- The Warm and the Cold by Ted Hughes
- Silence by Riju Dave
- Владимир Корнилов – Звезды
- Life poem – Yahya Kemal Beyatli poems | Poetry Monster
- Love is Reckless by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- La Regina Avrillouse poem – Ezra Pound poems
- After a Tempest by William Cullen Bryant
- A Fixed Idea poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Николай Гумилев – Новорожденному
- Bards of Passion and of Mirth, written on the Blank Page before Beaumont and Fletcher’s Tragi-Comedy ‘The Fair Maid of the Inn’ poem – John Keats poems
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