Standing under this glowing mid-day sun
I can see the promise

I can see far

The birds that gone astray
but will be back alright
end of the day
to where they belong
their dreams left behind
far off
as a reminder
of a visitor
who came for more

I can see near

The man
that failed to run
who couldn’t give up
his thoughts, his fears
his dreams
that never got told
what would it be
to take a peek
I am sure
we will find beauty
in it too
if we care to see

We fail, we lament, we cry
and when the tears are dry,

I can see the promise, burning bright

for us to wake up and face this world
one more day, one more time…