The Power of Hope - Visitor's Poem

by Dr Ram Sharma
(New Delhi, India)

A composition of,
Four elements,
Hope, doubt, dilemma
And myself,
Always was tense.

I gave it a test
For a new direction.

It was long midnight
Of my life;
Raining torrentially
Strong winds blowing.

Hope said instilling courage,
The rain will stop,
The wind be slowed,
The night will slide,
For the rainbow dawns,
The sun will emerge,
Golden and beautiful,
For the rest of life.

Doubt said—but how?
How long we have to suffer,
And said,
The rains can turn into snowfall,
The wind can bring storm,
More problem and destruction,
The night could become more densed
To a blinding darkness.

Dilemma said;
If the rain will stop
The speed of winds slowed
Till the morning
By then will your lone voice

The internal eagerness sparks!
Hope gave many logics,
But doubt whistled them all.
And the dilemma did not accept
Logics of hope.

And myself.
I listened to all—
The hope,
The doubt,
The dilemma;
Scouting the vision
Of the golden morning,
With a curious mind,
That when it will come,
And what it will bring along.

I realized
Virtues of hope,
Peacefully talked
Mind, words & unbroken thoughts,
Which only hope
Whispered to me.
That there is one direction
My hope is with me;
I have faith in hope,
For it has sustained
The mankind for so long.

-- DR. RAM SHARMA (INDIA)