Preciousness in a bite
It is the taste of hope
That I choose to savour
After every bitter tragedy

Sweetness in a breath
It is the scent of hope
That I choose to take in
After every stench of disappointment

Gentleness in a look
It is the sight of hope
That I choose to see
After every soreness in the eye

Bliss in a thought
It is the memory of hope
That I choose to remember
After every pound of headache

Happiness in a soul
It is the feeling of hope
That I choose to feel
After every shattering of the heart