Where we find hope

Framed by last night and tomorrow

that sight

that helps our tired soul

to want to wish for whimsical

delights.

When the sky opens

and sunlight pierces through the clouds

to suggest

some far greater purpose

belongs in our mind

rather than the day to day struggle;

the moments we articulate

our worries

become less prevalent.

When we step

upon the before

and presumed future.

That moment in between

that becomes the now.