"Of great wishes"

I hold a wish, but despair grips this dream, They dismiss it as mist—a fool's, fleeting scheme. It converts fortune into misfortune's cost, A bitter lesson that can't be lost. Despair is a giant, a problem to fight, But I have a hope, burning steady and bright. The way is difficult, but faith keeps alive; This is the truth, it is not a lie. So struggle to protect your own wishing spark, Keep it relevant to your dream in the dark. For great wishes demand and deserve great struggles, This is the advice: now, break through your troubles.