hope

if you look across my shoulder,
you will see dark clouds, then
you will see the rain, then
you will see seeds bloom
into beautiful humans.

if you look inside me,
there is a story book
absent pages, half torn
and half written.

if you follow me
and find me in the
dark sky, I'm okay and
will be with the rain.

if your hand
clasps mine,
I will walk
and bloom in time.