with arms like tree branches
strengthened by sunlight
unbroken by snow
reaching up
like a newborn baby
hungry and expectant
and hope will reach you
like the mother of all
she’ll swoop you up
pull you out from
underwater
and teach you to walk
hope, will reach you
it’ll stretch like power lines
buzzing from the source
lighting up the shadows
on the littered street
hope you will reach you
you’ll get back up
you’ll feel relief again
you’ll notice the sunlight
melting the snow into
new, clean water
you’ll notice the warmth
on the coldest day
you’ll find the words
to speak today
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