It’s that time of year again. With the holiday season comes the busy season of getting Christmas gifts, going to holiday events, or taking exams if you are a student or teacher.
The holidays can be a hectic time and also a sad time. I struggle sometimes to enjoy the holidays and feel like I am in the spirit to celebrate amidst all of the busyness. December often flies by, so I wanted to share a poem about hope in a busy season.
Work without Hope
By: Samuel Taylor Coleridge
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair—
The bees are stirring—birds are on the wing—
And Winter slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring!
And I the while, the sole unbusy thing,
Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.
Yet well I ken the banks where amaranths blow,
Have traced the fount whence streams of nectar flow.
Bloom, O ye amaranths! bloom for whom ye may,
For me ye bloom not! Glide, rich streams, away!
With lips unbrightened, wreathless brow, I stroll:
And would you learn the spells that drowse my soul?
Work without Hope draws nectar in a sieve,
And Hope without an object cannot live.
This holiday season, I hope you can find a moment amidst your busy schedule to enjoy everything around you and have hope for all that is to come.