What expectation can I hold that I will
desire without fear of unfullfilment.
If life holds no desire
then it's no life at all.
If life's desires are
unfullfiled it is no life at all.
I have no life at all,
and yet I continue.
And this is all that hope can do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes and it is this very HOPE that often saves us from ourselves, giving us just that one missing bit of courage we may need to go on. Thoughtful poem, I can relate. marci.m.