Hope
Cast off your cast-iron cloak
Of despair, throw it off and let the breeze
Carry its burden now,
To travel light is to travel free.
Whether under the sweltering noon
Sun or the harsh bone-chill of
Starred night, together we shall not
Tarry nor linger in sullen mood
For the future is not a thing of
Our making yet and time is but
A flow of thought.
Let the birds fly as they will
And cast stones lie where they may
And with hands held fast
We shall follow our Hearts gaze
Into the unknown
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