search for grace

In a dream

I walk

the empty streets
that lead
to nowhere
sending me on
an eternal

search

for

grace.

I lose my  way  again
as I find
I've 

circled back 

to 

my beginning.
With a 

deep 

breath
my hope  somehow  intact I 

continue on 

my 

journey towards 

the end.

I travel in the dark
with silence 

consuming my being
And realize my dreams
now grow dim
And
Just as the last
bit
of
hope flickers
out
I hear the laughter
of children
a wisp
of a memory.

With this

rush

of 

oxygen

my hope is

reignighted

and I 

push fowards

towards

Eternity.