Beginning April 14, 2020, I have been publishing on this site one inspiring true story or a meaningful tale every day. After the 25th story I published a set of quotations on the theme “Hope in Dark Times”.
Yesterday, I published the 50th story. Today, I am posting something different again: A set of poems on the theme of “Hope”. I hope you get some inspiration from them.
The stories will resume tomorrow.
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The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry
When despair grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
Wendell Berry (1934-) is an American novelist, poet, essayist, environmental activist, cultural critic, and farmer. He is a recipient of The National Humanities Medal and is also a Fellow of The American Academy of Arts and Sciences.
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The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski
your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.
Charles Bukowski (1920 – 1994) was a German-American poet, novelist, and short story writer.
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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.
Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886) was an American poet.
There is agony, grief, shame, despair, pain, etc., in all our lives. With the hope of something better, as times passes by, life goes on with all its twists and turns. We all believe that we are infallible and when something goes wrong, we fall into a pensive mood. Alternatively if we take life as it comes with all hopes of better days to come, we will remain positive and have will high energy to perform. It is important not to desist situations that humble us and it is also important to believe that hope emerges from difficult or tough situations. Chakravat parivarthante sukhani cha Dukani Cha. It is a Samskrit saying that happiness and sadness go up and down (change) like the spinning wheel.
Hope is for health or wealth. Otherwise , what is the use of hope ?