Hope was once the map
that led the blind man toward his home
but soon became the burning page
beneath his fingers
as he read the same passage
over and
over and
over.
If only he couldn't just lay his eggs
but help them to hatch.
Most never realize
that a pot of gold
waits at the end of every rainbow.
But to reach
means getting through the rain
even when it soaks through your clothing.
