Some people see hope in the way the sun shines on us and some people see it in a wildflower. I feel hopeful when I read words that speak to me, when I see a flower blooming despite the adversities of winters, and when I see colours shining bright in a painting. Here is a little hope in the form of a poem, and I wish that it will bring light to all of us.
Hope ….thing with feathers….perches in our soul. Beautiful thought….thank you Alka for sharing.
Thank you.. I really loved the poem.
What brings a lot of hope to me is that so many Indian youngsters .. primary kids, tweens, , teenagers, young adults are accomplishing a lot .. in sports, in arts, in teaching us to lead lives which are kinder to Mother Earth, in solving human problems… I wake up everyday feeling empowered because of them. They make me believe that there will be a better tomorrow…