Hope Is the Most Powerful Force of the Universe

Its light keeps the flame burning in my heart, Its warmth bids me to embrace foggy dawns And its very name Allows me to dance even during rainy days Without it, Pray, what would we have turned into Without its shine upon our breath, If not, Into empty oceans devoid of marine life, Or into silent forests deprived of birds' songs Or even into deaf people hearing not all around us, Music, pure and celestial, emanating from The realm of angels! Hope is the most powerful force in the universe And for it to be revered, I summon my muse, To reward me with a vision of its glory As it pulses in the very core of our existence, Since it is that which we all carry in us As our blessed crown, And it is that which we use To work out spells and charms in our daily life! Hope is my most precious jewel, A gem brought forth to me By a determined lover having crossed seas And climbed mountains Just to prove his love to me! And for it to keep burning, I shall read this verse out loud to the messenger of love, The moon, knowing that it shall scatter my words Everywhere in the cosmos!