thomasjwheatley on Nostr: “Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune ...

“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
c. 1861

Thanks, jack (npub1sg6…f63m) for the little blue bird that gave hope and voice to millions around the world. As the world changes, it’s nice to see that hope continued with #nostr Thank you, fiatjaf (npub180c…h6w6) for Nostr and shoutout to walker (npub1cj8…rz4u) for “Nostrich” so fitting! Nostrich (npub1khd…y9x4)

Hope is the thing with feathers after all.

Peace. 🖖