Holding Hope Through the Storms of Life
Even in the coldest winds and darkest skies, hope whispers that spring—and brighter days—will always return.
The Sure Hope
Raphael Raphael
LET the wind blow cold, let it beat my face,
Let the clouds above heavy snow-flakes fling,
Let the north wind blow, raging all it will,—
Yet I live in hope soon or late comes spring.
Let the heavy clouds make the clear sky dark,
Let the dense fogs cover the earth from sight,
Let the elements be together mixed,
Yet I know the sun will again be bright.
Let harsh trials come, persecutions rage,
And the light grow dim of the sun on high;
To Armenian hearts, pain is naught to dread—
But the poor man’s hope must not fade and die!
📝 Reflection
Raphael Raphael’s poem The Sure Hope is a hymn to resilience. The imagery of biting winds, darkened skies, and raging elements is more than just weather—it’s a metaphor for the hardships we endure. The poet reminds us that even when trials press heavily upon us, we must not allow hope to fade. Like winter giving way to spring, or clouds parting for sunlight, life’s seasons shift. Hope becomes not just wishful thinking, but a certainty we carry in our hearts. The final stanza highlights an important truth: external storms cannot extinguish the inner flame of faith and perseverance. Reading this, we are invited to see our own struggles in a larger rhythm—the assurance that sorrow is not the last word, and that resilience blooms in the soil of hope.
When you face seasons of hardship, what practices or beliefs help you hold onto hope until brighter days arrive?