The anchor of our soul
Hope is the root that holds everything together
Hope never betrays nor changes like the chameleon
Your color remains the same
The world exists because you live
You may not stop the catastrophes of this world yet you restore
Like running waters with your touch as gentle as the morning whisper
Your steps sound quiet as an ant yet exhibit power like an elephant
You clothed the world with an endless wrap of love and faith
The three of you make this world vibrant and flourishing
A cord of three, the unbreakable
The maintainer of our existence. Who can stand against you?
Fear cannot stand against you and doubt crumbles before your throne
Find the destitute and give them a purpose to live for
For life without meaning is hopelessness, yet you are the anchor to the hopeless
Hold them with unyielding grip for you are the glue that holds everything together
And your name is Hope
🙂 Hope is a thing with feathers — Emily Dickinson
One of my favorites poets.
It can help you fly. Thanks for sharing so insightful.