What have poets said about hope

HOPE

Hope Abides

Hope abides; therefore I abide.
Countless frustrations have not cowed me.
I am still alive, vibrant with life.
The black cloud will disappear,
The morning sun will appear once again
In all its supernal glory.

- Sri Chinmoy



The Hope of Loving
by Meister Eckhart

What keeps us alive, what allows us to endure?

I think it is the hope of loving,
or being loved.