Hope is the thing with feathers

Hope is the thing with feathers 

Hope is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

~Emily Dickinson – 1830-1886

¡Pura Vida!

Featured photo is a Red-legged Honeycreeper I photographed at Maquenque Lodge in Boca Tapada, Costa Rica where I hope to be again in July if re-opened.   🙂    See more in my Red-legged Honeycreeper Gallery or also my bigger BIRDS Photo Gallery for many more birds. Pura vida!

4 Replies to “Hope is the thing with feathers”

  1. That’s a lovely poem. I am so lucky that I get to isolate on my deck in Costa Rica with lovely views and perfect temperatures and each little bird that comes within view is such a pleasure.

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