HOPE
To the darkest nights or the hungry sights, You be the star of all your lights. To the deep of oceans or the highest flights, You be the diver of all your kites. To the screams of weather or the thundering nights, You be the feather of all your flights. From the flares of sun or the blooms of bright, You be the diamond like a shivering ice. To the paths of steep or the roads to wide, You be the peddler who knows to drive. From the days of dark or the frightening lights, You be the thunder who wipes the skies. To the moons of eclipse or the misfortune tides, You be the sailor of all your slides. From the feels of danger or the whispering mice, You be the huntsmen of all your sides. From shaking the heads or the fluttery eyes, You be the vision of your own heights. To the darkest nights or the hungry sights, You be the star of all your lights.....