Wings

"Hope". Is The Thing With Feathers is one of the best known of Emily Dickinson's poems. An extended metaphor, it likens the concept of hope to a feathered bird that is permanently perched in the soul.

Everyone born has a God spark inside them

every single person has a soul

an awareness of self,

no matter how dark that space is inside you

there lives a gleam of magnificence,

a star that shines, that beckons for truth

for goodness, for mercy, for compassion

it's up to you to listen, to know its there

to search for it, 

it is there, 

it is 

even in what we many consider the least worthy

it is there

 longing for you to find it

and to embrace it till it flows forth 

with such brilliance that it pours forth 

in either voice or tears

when you are on the floor

it is what makes you lift your head

one more time

and time 

and time again

It's called love

its purpose

is called 

Hope,

give it wings

help it to spread

give it to someone

let it fly.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

yes yes yes! its that spark that drives us inward and the more we understand in that journey .. turns hearts towards others .. with love and charity selflessly given .. it lifts the giver as well ... i love this encouraging, spirit filled poem/prose ... filled with wisdom as simple and complex as a single blade of grass .. a much needed message Corset! well done! thanks for sharing!

[albee]

God is a river
we are brief,
drops over a fall

[Corset]

Thank you Albee, like lemmings we all go

[h d e rushin]

Self? What is it really? Is it always respectable? Reflective? Does the self spend all of one's leisure time proper or concerned about it. In this age of Covid, what self is good for the rest of us> Is the self a curve?
"If a curve is continuous between between two intercepts it's tangent is parallel to the axis at some point. Or better said, is self a straight line like the string of dental floss you pull out swiftly? After reading your beautiful words my friend, I sure hope that self has a ceiling like a big giant room full of books with chapters you can open to to find yourself.....And your words ring true.....Self is nothing but love....dana

[Corset]

Hi precious! You always ask the good questions that I really hope you are thinking I have the answers to, I'd rather think you are just thinking out loud. If I had the answers, I'd probably have died by now and be guiding you from the spirit world somewhere (I hearw e get to come back after training in perfection to hang out with our favorite poets, lol just kidding wouldn'tt hat be something tho? to be that little nudge to give you the courage you are so known for to ask the good questions?0 I think self reflection is constant whether we realize it or not, I think it's the spark,that determines good from evil, do or don't, do other animals self reflect?)

[Corset]

not thinking I have answers

[albee]

What is the self ego personality character construct that we are?
A complex singularity of consciousness on that curve’s tangent? An animal compelled by its kingdom’s prime directive: eat survive reproduce?
It is the force that coerces the poem to lift its “head
one more time
and time 
and time again
It's called love
its purpose
is called 
Hope”
it is called survival
it is called Life.

[Papaya]

This is incredibly inspirational. I mean, I could practically feel a growing warmth in my chest.
And now I'm back to reality and have got shivers.

[Corset]

Hi Ana, thank you and gosh is that a good thing or a bad thing?

[Papaya]

Well I've confirmed I'm not sick. I just caught a chill on account of the windows being open. Gets cool here at night. :) Also, you are welcome.

[Richard🖌]

I always love your hair 🍂

Anyone who cannot perceive there is a greater consciousness (God, if you will) in charge of it all, who believes everything is by mere chance, never seriously took a good look around themselves with any true sense of curiosity, never really grasped that their own existence proves it's so. Nor, have they sincerely asked how it's possible a pine tree or a sparrow can be the same as the others of their genre, yet, each one individually different, same as everything existing.
It would seem you're every bit as spiritual (if not more-so) as I am, but for some reason not in the strict sense of Christian dogma … just something between your lines.
The one thing that should be undeniably true, to any human with half a brain, is the enthralling wonder of love … even though it is dulled to a meager glimmer in many of us by the droll, blindness to it by the sheer societal conditioning of a three dimensional, materialistic lifestyle, all too often, void of adequate spiritual blossoming.
Watch animals and you can see them sharing love, and not only mammals, but certain birds, etc; especially, dogs and cats, and not only between themselves, but flowing between them and humans, as-well.
Aw, heck, I got so carried away, I forgot to thank you for sharing your beautiful poetry and Stacy Chapman's splendidly sung Dylan song … love your spot-on title, too … what's better than spreading the preciousness of love/hope set free, soaring everywhere, carried on the widespread universal wings of poetry.

With love 'n hugs, Dear Corset! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Corset]

Thank you Richard, for loving my hair :D and for your wonderful comments.

[Richard🖌]

Aw, shucks, Corset … t'weren't nuthin'. : )

[Gee]

This should be read across America and then the world. Far to much emphasis on me, my, mine. The best gift to give and receive is love.
Enjoyed The read

[Corset]

Thank you tremendously for those comments Gee

[JNEthridge]

Even though this is a simple structure, the word choice and building of the image in the mind was very touching.
I unfortunately have some health challenges in my life, and this resonated strongly with how I think of myself as fighting against it. Thank you.

[Corset]

what a beautiful this to say about this poem, I hope you'll rush those challenges with the undaunting bullheadedness of Emmit Smith!

[Corset]

Emmitt Smith. Man those where the days ...

[Tara]

What was it I used to say about Hope? It can f**k you up or keep you alive. That damn double edged sword! (Can we curse here? Having flashbacks )

[Corset]

lololol, you can curse here any ol time you want , I surely hope so or Im in big trouble, but carefully, i've been banned once already for ...whatever, but that was long ago.

[Chris Shaw]

The greatest gift you can bestow on anyone is your love. A most uplifting write, beautifully composed.

Chris

[Corset]

HI Christine, thank you for your beautiful comment.

[Little Whisper]

I see this as a superbly written prayer.... ( Amen..... )

[Corset]

Hey you! How are you? Is every little thing ok with you? Thanks for checking in :D

[Little Whisper]

:).... Reading your poetry is still to me like opening gifts on Christmas morning! :) I pray you are well through all the worlds madness....

[Tara]

Just like old times! Why does it feel like coming home? 😉