Hope is the thing with feathers

"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

Ive heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest Sea
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb of Me.

---Emily Dickinson

希望如羽翼般缥缈

那身着羽衣的小鸟

时常憩息在我的心灵

唱着无词的歌儿

永无止息

心灵是甜蜜的避风港

只有猛烈的风暴

才能威胁希望

这慰藉心灵的小鸟

它歌唱在最寒冷的地方

最陌生的海洋

纵然身处绝境

也不索取分毫

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