I watch it fall like rain, or vanish like the horizon
but it has an infallible tendency to rise like the sun
and so I am not aghast, because I have expectations
I know that as the clock ticks life away, it will return
It feeds each heart’s desire, like water in a drought
And time and again renews what has been lost
It fixes, effortlessly, all who were seemingly broken
It is found through the slightest bit of inspiration
And illuminates like a buoy in the ocean, at night
It is forever absolute in those willing to search for it
Everyone needs a little hope sometimes