Small but powerful musings on hope…
We can live 3 weeks without food; 3 days without water; but only 3 minutes without hope. The following musing on hope by Bryant L. Court and Emily Dickenson are worth pondering…
By: Bryant L. Court
“For every small box, a lid waits to be removed
For every confining room, a door leads to freedom
For every dark night, a day of brightness will come
For every complex problem, an answer can be found with effort
For every horrible nightmare, an end is certain
For every type of puzzle, a solution lives and waits for discovery”
HOPE IS THE THING WITH FEATHERS
By: Emily Dickinson
“Hope” is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all,And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.I’ve heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest sea,
Yet never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
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