If in this life only we have hope
We will become a community
Of people heading down a slippery slope
Without a place for sanctuary.
We carry optimism with us each day
Like burning flame of heat in the mind
Passing through a triumphant way
To renew therein the dreams that are found.
In slumber bound before we are awake
Ambitions of glory have walked through the night
In courageous garments before daybreak
Knighted stars hasten to bring the brightest light.
Our boldness can make new changes to come
Using hope to wrestle away an unwanted image
And make clean visage wear a daring crown
With fresh zeal that is transformed into courage.
The endeavor will turn into an icon of beauty
When you see what is done; you will always have hope
To enter other transitions from misery to stability
And look for encouraging opportunity to cope.
In earthly cottage with freedom for the future
Hope evokes the newness of endless variety
And will push away the formidable barrier
Until they can only rage against ignorant ideology.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, we must always have hope. Your note in the box is from the Bible somewhere, one of Paul's writings in the New Testament, but I don't remember exactly where.