Hope – “Everything will be fulfilled”
This is what I found first thing this morning.
These poppies won’t last long, but it is a great sign that they opened on the first day of easing COVID-19 restrictions.
Pablo Neruda says it best in his poem Ode to Hope:
Oceanic dawn
at the center
of my life,
waves like grapes,
the sky’s solitude,
you fill me
and flood
the complete sea,
the undiminished sky,
tempo
and space,
sea foam’s white
battalions,
the orange earth,
the sun’s
fiery waist
in agony,
so many
gifts and talents,
birds soaring into their dreams,
and the sea, the sea,
suspended
aroma,
chorus of rich, resonant salt,
and meanwhile,
we men,
touch the water,
struggling,
and hoping,
we touch the sea,
hoping.
And the waves tell the firm coast:
‘Everything will be fulfilled.’