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