Hope
Hope is with you when you
believe
The earth is not a dream but living flesh,
That sight, touch, and
hearing do not lie,
That all things you have ever seen here
Are like a
garden looked at from a gate.
believe
The earth is not a dream but living flesh,
That sight, touch, and
hearing do not lie,
That all things you have ever seen here
Are like a
garden looked at from a gate.
You cannot enter. But you're
sure it's there.
Could we but look more clearly and wisely
We might
discover somewhere in the garden
A strange new flower and an unnamed
star.
sure it's there.
Could we but look more clearly and wisely
We might
discover somewhere in the garden
A strange new flower and an unnamed
star.
Some people say we should
not trust our eyes,
That there is nothing, just a seeming,
These are the
ones who have no hope.
They think that the moment we turn away,
The world,
behind our backs, ceases to exist,
As if snatched up by the hands of
thieves.
not trust our eyes,
That there is nothing, just a seeming,
These are the
ones who have no hope.
They think that the moment we turn away,
The world,
behind our backs, ceases to exist,
As if snatched up by the hands of
thieves.
~ Czeslaw Milosz
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(The World)