Hope

Standing on the shore of the ocean, 

When the sky is painted,

The colors pink, orange, and yellow,

And the sun is bidding farewell.

Ripples spread at the pit-pat of raindrops, 

A big black bird flies by cooing, 

The song that marks the beginning of the day, 

And the end of night.

Cold water touches bare feet,

As the water retreats, 

Follow it and feel the sand, 

Beneath your feet.

Hold your breath,

As the sun shines, 

And as it rises,

Let your hope rise too.

Smile and feel the warmth, 

Of the rising sun,

As it covers you, 

And let hope cover you too. 

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