Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Love & Hope Can Heal the World...

The Instinct Of Hope
~ John Clare

Is there another world for this frail dust
To warm with life and be itself again?

Something about me daily speaks there must,
And why should instinct nourish hopes in vain?

'Tis nature's prophesy that such will be,
And everything seems struggling to explain

The close sealed volume of its mystery.
Time wandering onward keeps its usual pace

As seeming anxious of eternity,
To meet that calm and find a resting place.

E'en the small violet feels a future power
And waits each year renewing blooms to bring,

And surely man is no inferior flower
To die unworthy of a second spring?
 

Aashayein..

2 comments:

anil said...

A write-up full of wisdom, and a beautiful picture to match!!!

Snehal Kulshreshtha said...

Super picture