Hope does not always arrive
with a trumpet or a song
Sometimes it comes softly
like sunlight through a window
telling us that darkness does not
last forever
Hope is the courage
to take one more step
when the road is uncertain
it is the whisper inside that
say, , , , try again
And sometimes that small whisper
is enough to change everything
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem