Monday, November 2, 2009

Dum Spiro Spero

"Dum Spiro Spero-while I breathe I hope", hope, what is there in this word that hangs on till the last breath?What is there in this word that makes one lose it and then regain? Why do we hope till we can hope no more? Why do they say that it is hope that holds the world together?
We hope and pray and pray and hope, every end leads to a beginning, and then again its hope that leads us to the things for which we had been hoping. Hope is the chord that grips us from the start and holds on till the very end, and its when we stop hoping that there appears a blackout called a deadend. Its just impossible to imagine what life would be without hope, coz its hope that takes us further in life and hope that does'nt let go.

There was a bird, a tiny thing that used to sit on a tree,
A cozy nest, a safe abode and everything else she pleased,
Though she had a lot in life but no one was there to share,
She used to sing a song of hope each day with sadness and despair.
Then one day she sang and sang and sang with all her heart,
A prayer it was, a prayer of hope, a prayer to soothe her heart,
She heard a flutter on the branch across, and stopped singing in disbelief,
There he was, a hunk for sure, with beak as red as it could be,
He smiled at her and shook his feathers and threw the smile across,
With charming looks and husky voice, he announced his love for her,
Though I can't sing so well my dear but happy I would be,
If you can sing the rest of the song with me on an evergreen.
A wish fulfilled, a life complete, thats the way of it goes,
for the ones that never say no................ not even to a dying hope.
From then they sang a happy song, a song of a wish fulfilled,
They did'nt let go of the song of hope which gave them a new beginning :)


Princess said...

oh such sweet is the hope we share..
lovely story dear..

much luv,

manivannan said...

So, this is the beautiful story behind A NEW BEGINNING, eh?

Awesome Sana!

Btw, am reminded of one my favorite movies, The Shawshank Redemption!!
It's an inspiring story about hope.
Have u seen it?

Being Pramoda... said...

I would say- Hope is what make us breath..

Its soo intelligent write up and loved storyy too ..: )

Mustaf said...

As I was reading your post, I was constantly questioning myself and getting confused:(

Do we always hope or we only hope when we lose believe in ourself? Or is it like no matter how much we belief in us, how much we work hard, finally we something else,extra to get the success, to get what we want, which is beyond our control and that's why we "hope".

If everything was in our control, black and white like if we do it we will get the result, otherwise not, so simple, then would there be any scope for hope?

Not denying any of the point you mentioned, they are so true, but just sharing my thoughts as why we hope? what's the reason behind?

Margaret Cloud said...

We all have hope, even until we take our last breath, you know what the saying is that "hope springs eternal. The poem is so lovely, I want to thank you for coming by and leaving a comment.

A New Beginning said...

Thanks Aiz, have a great week ahead:)
Ha Ha! Dont know Mani but u never know:) No I havent seen this money,will watch it for sure!
Very True Pramoda and thanks for your comment:)
Mustaf, whatever the reason may be, the fact is that we can never stop hoping,coz if we do, there would be nothing left to look forward to..right:)
Very True Margaret,thanks for the warm comment, have a great week ahead:)

AJai said...

Hey Sana! Back to form immmediately! Excellent.

"She used to sing a song of hope each day with sadness and despair."

I liked these lines. There's a truth in them. Most people pretend to be hopeful. But they are not. And sometimes that can be a real put off.
It's nice that the bird finally found her guy so they could 'happily lay eggs together'. ;)

-=A.R.N.=- said...

Wow...first time I was moved by a birdie love poem

A New Beginning said...

Hi Ajai,I agree with you, some hope without knowing what hope is all about.But one should never let go of hope, coz thats what gets us going:)

Im glad the poem could do that A.R.N :)

Ellen said...

Hi Sana,

I like this piece very much... the writing, the story, the poem. A piece of writing so beautiful in its simplicity impresses me no end. That's what I look for in a blog. Nothing high and mighty nor pretentious but just starkly honest and true and written in an unaffected style. You filled that to a T with this post. :-)

By the way, it was so nice seeing you on my blog -- the pleasure's all mine.

Bye for a bit. May God bless you and your family.


Joseph Pulikotil said...

Hi Sana:)

Very beautifully written.

Even in our darkest moments we still have a faint hope of something magical to happen to lift us from the depths of despair.

You have made it very clear that hope is everything in life. Without hope we are as good as dead. I suppose hope vanishes from our heart only when we breathe our last.

But then, even when we breathe our last, we hope to live forever in eternal heavenly bliss with our Creator. So hope never really dies even when we die. Hope is our talisman, our medallion, our guiding star in this life.

And this brings to my mind, the saying---We live in hope and die in despair. I think this was coined by a pessimist.

You post is well crafted with a charming story and a powerful message of inspiration.

Have a nice day Sana:)

A New Beginning said...

Its great to see you here Ellen :)The feeling is indeed mutual:)

Mr. Joseph, as I always say, your comments are like mini posts, very inspiring, thanks for leaving such beautiful comments:)

Mohammed Musthafa said...

Good post! Really loved the title...