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
- Олег Григорьев – Дети кидали друг в друга поленья
- Владимир Степанов – Неваляшка (Буква Н)
- A Comparison. Addressed To A Young Lady by William Cowper
- Love Gregor; Or, The Lass Of Lochroyan poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Оливер Голдсмит – Оленья туша
- Edmonton, thy cemetery by Stevie Smith
- Dissolve in kisses, I would like to dissolve in your kisses
- Atmosphere by Robert Frost
- Олег Григорьев – Комары
- His Poetry His Pillar by Robert Herrick
- Epitaph in a Church-Yard in Charleston, South Carolina poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Upon A Dying Lady by William Butler Yeats
- Владимир Корнилов – Трофейный фильм
- Post coitum omne animal triste est sive gallus et mulier by T. Wignesan.
- Аля Кудряшева – Снова current
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
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