By, Sean Frank
Sometimes we fade
Sometimes we come into focus
Sometimes we're just
A flickering image
Wondering if it's all hopeless
Hope is more than
Just another four letter word
Hope is
Finding beauty in the absurd
Hope is
Looking past the horizon
And understanding that
Everything reveals itself
In its own time
Hope is
Easy to find
Impossibly hard to hold
A fleeting comfort
An acquaintance we
Struggle to know
Even though
There's
A wealth of knowledge
Living deep in our subconscious
Sometime we find hope
When we don't know
What else
Can lift such heavy spirits
A sunrise that highlights
The freeform lines
That shape our world
As edges become overexposed
The pressure starts
To lose its hold
A walk with a friend
Along a path in disrepair
As the breeze rolls recklessly
And idle chatter
Takes on deeper meaning
A night with family
Around a crackling fire
Under a clear sky
With stars that hang like rope lights
Strewn into immaculate design
All these things and so much
More
All these things
And everything else
Grasp it when you can
And know it'll
Come back around
Nothing lasts forever
That includes
How you're feeling now