Weak hopes
do not fly
on the horizon of courage
they remain tied
to the fertile ground
of cowardice
and patiently await
only a miracle
God-sent.
©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

Weak hopes
do not fly
on the horizon of courage
they remain tied
to the fertile ground
of cowardice
and patiently await
only a miracle
God-sent.
©2026, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

What a powerful and evocative piece. Vasiliki has a remarkable ability to weave such profound contrasts—the grounded “fertile ground of cowardice” against the vast “horizon of courage.” This isn’t just a poem; it’s a stark, beautiful observation of the human condition, capturing that fragile tension where hope and hesitation coexist.
The imagery is hauntingly precise. The idea of hopes being “tied” and “patiently” waiting gives a sense of both stagnation and potential, which is incredibly moving.
Vasiliki this is the kind of writing that lingers with a reader. It speaks not of despair, but of a quiet, aching truth that makes the final, whispered plea for a “God-sent” miracle feel both vulnerable and deeply human. A truly resonant piece of work.🌷🤝
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Thank you so much for your kind words. 😊🙏🌹
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Hope needs courage to rise. When we let fear keep it grounded, we wait instead of trusting God to move us forward. True hope steps out in faith, not just waiting for a miracle, but walking toward it. 🙏
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