"I am hopeless.
I know.
No matter how I try,
All effort bares only fruitless despair."
"Are you hopeless?
Is that true?
Look back and see
- Yesterday -
Where you were.
That minuscule effort,
And that morsel of patience,
Are still shedding the drops
That shall fill tomorrow's ocean."
Time whispers with its flow:
Today, hopelessness seems real...
As real as how hopelessness itself,
Carries the potential of tomorrow's hope.
(Reykjavík, 11/06/'05)