Friday, February 22, 2013

Hope

Three invisible substances nourish our soul by filling it with a strong wish to continue the chosen way: these are hope, faith and love. My poem is about hope.

Hope
At the dawn of life hope came into being
Like a flower it bloomed in the immature souls
Inspiring people to follow their goals
Fed by emotions day after day, hour by hour
Hope has become the source of inner power,
Burning like eternal flame in the cave of the subconscious mind
Hope has turned into the stronghold for all mankind ...
From time immemorial till the present day
Hope has been the sun lighting up the way
To all human intentions which have flown
Like birds to the future unknown
Hope has been the lighthouse directing all aspirations
Like ships through time and space to chosen destinations
Hope has been the bridge over the river of Fate for ages
Supporting people at all life stages
In this ever changing world hope is a treasure of the soul,
Reflecting indissoluble union of the mind and goal

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