There will be a day, maybe today,
when I will rise from the dust
and walk on
with my eyes on the road ahead.
I will believe in the belief
that all will indeed, be well.
That I may just find what I have been searching for.
That I may just chance upon that
which will set me free
from the past.
And perhaps even from the fear
of my future, bleak and grey.
There will be a day
When I raise my eyes to the sun
And find a chimera of hope.
For there is hope even in hope.