I felt a hope

I heard your voice between these doodles and poems,

I felt the splash of your tears between every move on the choreography.

I saw the light, on the layer between dreams and fears.....

Will you wave your baton,

and give me a sign?

Everything seemed so gray...

Whether it will be darkened, or to fade away.....

There's a candle in the corner, about to finish itself

I therefore thought,

"Can I actually seek for a certainty,

That this hope will always shine

Until he comes to take you

And use your fire to light up an eternal torch?"

A warmth, a light,

A guidance.

May there be a time for us to have this willing strengthen!