HOPEFUL

Words and art by Mahimma Jain

Hope does not always shout. Sometimes it watches quietly, letting you find your way. Hopeful, I stand at the center of a world that feels both fragile and alive. Around me, towering trees keep silent vigil, each one bearing a single, unblinking eye. They do not judge or demand; they simply witness. Above it all, the soft, steady light of the sun anchors the scene in quiet warmth. This piece holds the feeling of being seen in moments when you are still unsure of yourself, when belief is tender and new. It is a vision of protection without pressure, and the first fragile steps toward trusting that the world might meet you with kindness.