Our speaker begins by talking about hope. She wants us to know that it's got feathers, it hangs out in the soul, and it never stops singing its wordless song—sounds like one cool bird. Its song sounds the sweetest when the weather is at its worst, in fact. It would have to be a really bad storm to lessen the effects of this bird, which has kept so many people warm. Our speaker has heard this bird a-singing in the coldest lands and on the strangest seas, but not once did this bird ever ask for so much as a crumb in return. Best… bird… ever.