Hope For Sunshine

all i think about

while i stand

on this bare ground

is why—just why

is all i see moonlight

and a flimsy hope

of sunshine

a singular tree

a sign the sun exists

a sign this bare ground

was once more than this

so i shouldn't

just stand and think

a journey begins

with a single step

let my imagery be

a ground with more than one tree

as i plough through the noiseless night

in the hopes of seeing sunshine