Hope only seems fallen
At the end of battles;
After the dust settles -
It reappears erelong.
Hope carries a spark -
An internal light -
A fire for life
That eschews the dark.
......
LIFE, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall ?
Rapidly, merrily,
......
Flowers
bloom in sun
and in mauve shade
So, take heart brave soldiers
Truth lives!
Oceanic dawn
at the center
of my life,
waves like grapes,
the sky's solitude,
you fill me
and flood
the complete sea,
the undiminished sky,
tempo
......
Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(America never was America to me.)
Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed--
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme
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It rests in the chest like a bird too long caged-
wings bruised from flightless years,
still lifting,
still dreaming of sky it has never touched.
Hope is not light.
It is the weight we carry when we
have nothing else,
the stone we clutch in the flood
because sinking feels closer to flying
......
Hope only seems fallen
At the end of battles;
After the dust settles -
It reappears erelong.
Hope carries a spark -
An internal light -
A fire for life
That eschews the dark.
......
Away, away, in a far land,
With the sun cast sand,
Stood a girl with a mind full of dreams
In a dress-coloured cream.
She looked far away into the horizon,
And stood there still glancing,
As the orange hues dissolved into the sea,
Like the hopes she had and the promises she made.
She watched keenly as the sea swallowed the sun
With its waves crashing against each other.
......
Hope is a dangerous thing
She always changes her form
To me, she’s a little butterfly.
She’ll come hurtling into my soul
A flurry of wings and colour and light
She pulls me out of that spiral
Tells me that I can not give up
Not now
Convinces me that I am a fighter
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Du gibst mir Hoffnung
wie Licht,das durchbricht
einen Himmel,
der vergessen hat zu leuchten.
Nicht laut,
nicht plötzlich-
sondern beständig,
als hätte es immer vorgehabt
zurückzukehren.
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