Hope is not what you'd expect.
It is what you would never dream.
Hope is a seemingly improbable story.
Hope is not a granted wish
or a favor performed.
It seems to be a mad
and unpredictable
dependence on a God
who loves to surprise us
out of our socks.
When our hope
is fulfilled in surprise,
God waits in joy
for our reactions.
We break into tears
for the wonders
of God are beyond
our expectations.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And when our hope is not fulfilled, God activates the device of inheritance within us, it's transferred to our next generations, to be fulfilled in future. Like God hope is also immortal. Dr. Antony Theodore inspires me to think and ink.