Hope

Hope is a state of mine

Not of the world .

Hope in this deep and powerful sense ,

Is not the same as joy that things 

Are going well ,

Or willingness to invest 

In enterprises that are obviously 

Healing for success ,

But rather an ability to work 

For something because it is good .

Hope is the thing with feathers 

That perches in the soul 

And sings the tune without the words 

And never stops at all .

Hope is the ability to hear the music 

Of the future .

Hope begins when you stand in the dark 

And look toward the light .

                                             By Brock