HOPE

(Rough Copy)

With each step I take
My feet create the journey
I don't know where I am going
But in my mind I hold no worries

The city feels as if empty 
While a cold breeze brushes my nose
Despite the shivering of my bones
My love for life only grows

It is 3 am, a magickal time
A time when worlds collide
Turning anything possible
If only the heart dares believe

There is no sun to warm my skin
Only the soft rustles of the trees
As the wind gently calls my name
Igniting my every sense as if on fire
Fueling with love, my every desire

I reach for the empty space,
Reaching for the very soul of life
No longer just flesh and bone, I feel alive
Come hell or high water, I know I'll survive

I can't help but smile as beautiful memories flow
This is my healing time
This is when my heart soars
When every molecule of mine is infused with hope

What is hope but what me make of it
A crossroad by which we stand
For hope does nothing without consent
Yet hope in action is but pure power
Transforming what is barren into paradise
Our birthright, which needs no sacrifice

As I walk, I hope for a better morrow
Where brother does not hurt brother
Where love, justice and peace prevail
For presently those are frail

Let's fix our thoughts on the magick of the stars
Believing anything is possible 
Breaking free from our current bars

Daring to let our light shine
For free we were born
And free we should die.

Sofia E. Falcone