Calling the familiar ray,

hope bore a light,

unlike any star, 

for while its brilliance

scattered and shone

over all we could see,

its longevity was called into question

so it dissipated within its doubt. 

Still the echo of its ghost

remains primal in its protection

of those who seek it, 

as beyond the chilling

despondency of doubt, 

all we are and will be remain

ever hopeful.