Wednesday, May 30, 2018

springs eternal

Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
Man never is, but always to be blessed:
The soul, uneasy and confined from home,
Rests and expatiates in a life to come.

I have heard the phrase 'Hope springs eternal' but never read the poem above from Alexander Pope.  I like that short poem, a tidy summary of our lives.  
There have been times that I have all but given up any hope, for me, for others, for the lovely planet Earth, and then something stirs my soul and I grab the tether of hope and hold on.
So much to hope for. I will start for peace on Earth and goodwill for women and men and children, for trees, and plants, and all the animals that share our space.

Eartheart Wisdom - Sue Lion