LONGING FOR A HAIL MARY

A fine line separates hope and fear Fear, not being the absence of hope but hope taking a sabbatical when you need it near Thoughts wander off every inch of my convolunted atmosphere Wandering off in search of a grain of hope hope that may spark an ounce of cheer Calm and collective i may appear Appearance, just a shade covering the conflictions in here Standing on the land of adversity, longing for a hail Mary light at the end of a tunnel, a beautiful light, a flare of a chandelier.