Hope

I am still waiting for those thousand splendid suns.

The watch ticks by as not even one of them is visible.

But passion is something that knows no bounds. The zeal is keen to reach the glorious.

I jump high and try to catch the moon. I hold it tight and bring it with me. The first sun rises and there is hope for the rest nine hundred and ninety nine.

Dreams…..i still wait for the rest of them to illuminate me and the rest of the world.

Hope brings life. The verve to get me through and live like melted chocolate.