“Optimism”
I’m no reformer; for I see more light
Than darkness in the world; mine eyes are quick
To catch the first dim radiance of the dawn,
And slow to note the cloud that threatens storm.
The fragrance and the beauty of the rose
Delight me so, slight thought I give its thorn;
And the sweet music of the lark’s clear song
Stays longer with me than the night hawk’s cry.
And e’en in this great throe of pain called Life,
I find a rapture linked with each despair,
Well worth the price of Anguish. I detect
More good than evil in humanity.
Love lights more fires than hate extinguishes,
And men grow better as the world grows old.
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Poetical works of Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
Edinburgh : W. P. Nimmo, Hay, & Mitchell, 1917.
Beautiful poem! Thank goodness for optimism- is there any better way to approach life?
I love this line “And slow to note the cloud that threatens storm. ”
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Thank you Beck for your visit and your beautiful comment! I fully agree with you. Is not about closing our eyes to what happens in our world but as the saying goes “It’s not what happens to us, but how we react to it that matters.” Have a radiant joyful day! ❤
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Wonderful poem and adorable picture!!
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Thank you Linda! Enjoy a wonderful bright day! Much love! ❤
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Gorgeous poem. I love the line, “Love lights more fires than hate extinguishes.” Thanks for the poetry
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Thank you so much Geri for your visit and your beautiful comment! 🙂 I am glad you enjoyed this poem ❤
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