Who am I?
Who am I that heaven should be kind to me?
Who am I that angels should bow down before me?
Am I not a mist that comes and goes
or a frost that forms and quickly melts away?
Who am I?
I am but a leaf the wind tosses about
I am but a flower that blooms and then withers away
I can find no lovely thing in me
I can see nothing that I wanted you to see
Had I seen it
I’d have had no reason to fear
Had I found it
I’d have lifted up my face towards the stars
Who am I?
What say you to a nameless fool?
Had somebody known
Had somebody only told me
Had somebody seen the faintest shadow that I left
I would have died
I would have loved
I would have lived again
The thing about hope is that it’s a positive force that shines the most when it’s dark. When everything’s going well, we hardly notice it’s there. But when things go against us, when our dreams fade and when we see no immediate reprieve from our troubles, that’s when hope does its best work for us.
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