I am a work in progress. So is my life. Every day brings new opportunities to take steps on the journey, not knowing what lies around the next corner.
As I work on this design (also a work in progress!), the following poem by Emily Dickinson comes to mind. Perhaps it’s hope that keeps us ever moving forward.
Work in Progress ~ escherly 2016
“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