15 April 2012
Hope flies sweetly,
The smallest of birds,
Fluttering amongst the hearts
Of the brave and foolish,
The young and cowardly.
Those who cling to it,
Try to make it fly their course,
Will find it lost,
Dragged down by their claws,
But those who watch,
Patiently waiting,
Not forcing,
Will see their hope soar,
Up into the sky,
With the majesty of eagles.
Hope • Opuss № I