My Mamma says that I narrate stories well and I should write one on hope.
Yes, I have found hope during dark nights when moonlight sieved through the windows in my room;
I have found hope in the Twitter of birds and swaying trees;
I have found hope during unbearable physical pain;
I have found hope in the blind man trying to cross the road;
I have found hope in the rickshaw puller paddling to earn some more;
I have found hope in the struggle of a baby crawling on the floor;
Yes, I have found hope in the sunlight waiting to dawn upon us all;
I have found hope in the struggle people do to earn some more —— not money
but respect and love;
Yes, I have found hope and I will keep finding some ——
in every dark corner, in every difficult hour, in every melancholic moment
because I have seen many hopeless hours
but always found you —-
My dearest, Hope.
- Shaisology
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