Hope comes on a cool breeze
that awakens my skin,
lifting my heart to
possibilities that surround
to gently remind of our worth
in this life that threatens
to banish our being
so we can design our plans,
step onward and be at peace.
“‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul….”
~ Emily Dickinson, “Hope is the thing with feathers”
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