Spiritual Saturday Prompt
Hope Can Be A Powerful Force
It’s amazing how a little tomorrow can make up for a whole lot of yesterday.
Strange as it may seem I still hope for the best I don’t think of the misery But the beauty that remains
Think about a crack in the wall That allows the stream of light To get inside and illuminate That darkness of the soul
Hope is always the last to leave Otherwise, there will be no need When all is in dire and bleak Hope always remain to shine its light
We need not be hopeless As a traveller on a road That is built on despair Hope means continue in hope
“Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all.” ― Emily Dickinson
“Hope. It’s like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It’s a fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the perfect punctuation mark at the end of a sentence. And it’s the only thing in the world keeping me afloat.” ― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me