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A Poem I Wrote: Hope
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I hope you believe. Believe you can do this, whatever THIS is for you. I hope you believe with all your heart that You can do this.
I hope you hear. Hear the echo of your own footsteps as they follow your soul, as they lead you to become greater than you imagine, which is nothing less than all that you are.
I hope you feel. Feel All the feels. The feels which Rumi calls visitors, visitors who come for a time, and then leave.
I hope you learn. Learn that each time you plant a seed, you plant both Success and Failure - in equal merit - because both of them are teachers of growth.
I hope you see. See the beauty of a thousand yellow daisies, and know them to be the fluttering of your own heart, as it laughs with joy.
I hope you listen. Listen to the part of yourself that no one else can hear, because that part of you holds answers, answers patiently waiting to be heard, and held and honored.
I hope you remember. Remember that this is the last, and the first, and the only time you will breathe this one priceless breath.
And I hope you know. Know that a comet streaked the star-studded skies so that it could become you, and it is still you. You are light reflecting its grandeur. You are the stories of its ancient life. For it too watched suns rise, and stars fall. And it too hoped. Hoped that it would be the very best comet. It could be…
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Music by Kevin MacLeod
Midsummer Sky
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