Speak into twilight the bits of dreams you still hold on to.

Loose into the world desire and possibility.

Let the heart sing songs of prosperity and potential.

Linger in the space where magic of maybe resides.

Flee the comforting familiarity of what is

For the limitless potential of what could be.

Run into the darkness unhindered

Seeking the light in your soul knows.

The span between what is and could be

Is made only by the will within your heart.

For hope is the bridge between despair and joy.

And it is your decision to heed hopes guidance.