Echo Seeker

Hope is a dangerous little idea,

One of the most powerful we have.

It can warm the heart,

Or scorch the soul.

Out of the life of a hero,

It flows like a river.

In the dreams of the scarred,

It lies hidden, protected.

In the mind of a child,

It is all they know.

In the sigh of an elder,

It is a foolish, gentle wish.

Hope brings great change,

To all it touches.

It is a double-edged sword,

To those it disappoints.

I have found it is best,

To keep it at arms' length

It's a lovely little rush,

That puts color back into life,

But it's prone to bite the hand,

That feeds it.

  • Author: Echo Seeker (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 22nd, 2018 00:09
  • Comment from author about the poem: Contemplations
  • Category: Unclassified
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