Hi there! I know, I haven’t been posting for a while, I’ve just been super busy lately! 🙂
Did you know that April is National Poetry Month? Poems are just amazing, because they can express so much. They take words that mean nothing, and change them so that those words mean everything. So here’s our poem of the day in honour of National Poetry Month.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And 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.
– Emily Dickinson
Emily Dickinson is one poet I really admire. And yes, this may be one of her most known poems, but it’s also one of her more striking ones. If you need any clarification, it’s talking about hope. She says in this poem that hope is inside all of us, and never stops being there, if we only have the courage to find it. Hope is truly one of the more beautiful things in this world, and that we can have it anywhere, even in the “chillest lands” and “strangest seas.” And yet hope is completely free. It costs us nothing, and will always be there for us. ❤
Happy April! 😀