Reading

Jonas loves to sit hidden close to Mother Natur, feeling the wind, hearing the bees buzzing and smelling the scent. And reading inspiring poems.
He found this one:

Samuel Taylor Coleridge: ‘Work without Hope’.


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 …

What is work without hope? Or hope without putting the work in? As Coleridge (1772-1834) writes here, ‘Work without Hope draws nectar in a sieve, / And Hope without an object cannot live.’ Composed on 21 February 1825, this late Coleridge poem looks like a sonnet – it has 14 lines – but its rhyme scheme doesn’t resemble any recognisable sonnet form.  
I found the poem and explanations at interestingliterature.com  :-)

Reminder for Tiny People Challenge TiPS:
The tag for the whole March is TiPS43. In April it is TiPS44.
If you like, you can have a look here for the entries so far.
You can make as many entries as you like. I'm looking forward to many creative entries of the adventures of all sorts of tiny figures. Have fun!