The warm feeling of awakening.
Leaving that comfort in the womb of your mind.
Eyes open for the first time again.
A glimer of hope in a new day.
Day after day.
But it's always the same.
Till suddenly...
it's not the same.
Open eyes shining again
with a glimer of hope.
Hope in a new life.
But open eyes grow weary
gazing on sunsets.
Repeating patterns in the clouds.
That complacency in routine.
Till suddenly...
That warmth surrounds you.
Hope always returns.
