That hope always triumphs over experience.

In a world where experience reigns,
And lessons learned, forever stained,
There lies a flicker, a glimmer of light,
A beacon of hope, burning ever so bright.

For in the face of trials and tribulations,
Hope emerges, defying all expectations,
It soars like a bird, high up in the sky,
Unyielding, unbroken, it will never die.

Though experience may storm with thunder,
And paint life's canvas with shades of wonder,
Hope dares to dream, to paint a brighter hue,
Guiding us towards a future so true.

Through countless battles fought and lost,
Hope stands tall, ignoring the cost,
For it carries a torch that never fades,
Igniting our hearts with its undying blaze.
In darkness, when shadows cloud the way,
Hope is the sun that brings forth a new day,
It blossoms like flowers amidst the gloom,
Breathing life into hearts that were once doomed.

For hope is a phoenix that rises from the ashes,
Resilient, relentless, it always clashes,
With the limits of experience, it defies,
And with every victory, it multiplies.

So let us cling to hope, always steadfast,
Through trials endured, and doubts that amass,
For in the battle between hope and experience,
It is hope that triumphs, with unwavering persistence.