Dum Spiro Spero
What is hope? Is it an expectation that will only let you down? Or is it the desire for something that will only break your trust? Do you maybe feel fulfilled if it becomes a reality? Hope is all around us… It is there when we see the willow trees next to the water; The swan on the lake- so peaceful, so quiet. The butterflies and new leaflets in spring. The dew that melts in the first rays of the winter-sun. The old lady, hand in hand, with her source of hope next to her. Hope is present when we least expect it, when we want it not to be present. A human is only a being without hope! When hope is absent, we are not alive! Sometimes hope is all we have… It is such a beautiful concept, that sometimes hurts us deep inside… But still I hope… While I breathe- I hope!
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