Hope is with you when you believe <br />The earth is not a dream but living flesh, <br />that sight, touch, and hearing do not lie, <br />That all thing you have ever seen here <br />Are like a garden looked at from a gate. <br /> <br />You cannot enter. But you're sure it's there. <br />Could we but look more clearly and wisely <br />We might discover somewhere in the garden <br />A strange new flower and an unnamed star. <br /> <br />Some people say that we should not trust our eyes, <br />That there is nothing, just a seeming, <br />There are the ones who have no hope. <br />They think the moment we turn away, <br />The world, behind our backs, ceases to exist, <br />As if snatched up by the hand of thieves.<br /><br />Czeslaw Milosz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hope-558/
