Hope * Reiki = Love and Healing which is the true meaning of the universal creation. I dedicate this poem to myself and everyone who believes in hope or needs a little bit of hope in their lives .
" Hope" is the thing with feathers
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
It never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
By Emily Dickson
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| "Hope" is the thing with feathers It asks for a crumb of me |
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
It never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
By Emily Dickson
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