stellaanguis: “light bird”Hope’ is the thing with feathers –That perches in
stellaanguis: “light bird”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 BirdThat 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 -- source link