Hope And Desire

My hope, my desire, burns me,

As cinders in a grate,

I am worried, I need to hurry,

Else I will be late.

I don’t want to be late,

As opportunities are few,

I must hurry fast,

Else my hopes will be eschewed.

I have limited time,

I have to accomplish much,

With what resources I have,

I need to learn such and such.

In such a less time,

I need to learn a lot,

As much as I can put,

It’s like putting the ocean in a pot.

My hope guides me,

My desire thrusts me,

My power fuels me,

My spirit loves me.

The journey for me is too long,

There are always rights and wrong,

But I need to trust,

Whom I must,

And always glide along,

The winds of life,

With the wings of fire,

In between wars and strife,

Leads me my hope and desire.

But I know one thing,

That keeps me going,

That is, my desires and hopes are mine,

I don’t care, how are they,

Whether harsh or divine.

But I believe, in the end,

I am going to win,

While sitting above, high in the abode,

He sees the great world spin……………