Hope’s brilliant light, though far out in the future,
Keeps struggling souls from sinking in despair;
She drives away the clouds of melancholy,
And scatters joyful sunshine everywhere.
She is the mother of all inspiration-
Great dreams and visions are her children too.
With them she lures men to great achievements,
And when achieved she beckons them anew.
Thus marvel follows marvel in succession,
And men are fain to follow where she leads;
They go from land to sea, from sea to planets,
Conveyed by thought as if on magic steeds.
The diligent will not be disappointed,
And those who doubt and wait can find her still,
But they must banish all their bygone failures,
And press on with a firm and steadfast will.
H. H. Siegele (my great-grandfather)
Psalm 62:5
Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him
