Just like the seedlings awaits water
So do I await for a ray of hope
Just as feathers are helpful to birds
So do I sort out for hope
As I gaze up so high
I gaze at no direction in particular
clinch to my thoughts
But it wasn't a safe heaven
But at a point
I gaze at the birds
To see if the had any message for me
For my fears are beginning to ride over me
I tremble, for my thoughts has eaten deep into me..
I stare, I look,
I gaze, I await
Only to see if I can get a clips of what will give me hope.
I hope, hopefully for a miracle.
