daring you to hope

Daring you to hope


Each day begins the same as the last.
A simple sunrise is where it begins.
Lighting the World for all to see.
Colors from across the spectrum to greet you.
Everything looking so brand new.
Everything looking so exciting.
So very promising.
It rises and you dare to dream of the day ahead.
Dare to dream.
Dare to dream of things yet to be discovered.
A ray of hope begins each day.

Everyday the sun rises for all of us.
Something so beautiful.
Something so real.
Something so true.
Even when it can’t be seen.
When life’s clouds have obscured the start.
I know it is there.
I know it has happened.
Even on the darkest of days.
There is light.
There is hope.

The sun rises and the newness of the day fades.
Life gets in the way.
Yet it remains there way above.
Shining on down.
Casting it’s rays.
Casting it’s hope.

Maybe the clouds move in.
Darkening the skies.
Hiding the rays.
The rays of hope.
Yet we know that light remains.
Even on the darkest days.
Just waiting to shine on through.
Waiting to show us the way.
Guiding us with the rays.


The day grows old.
The sun must go.
There are others you know.
The sun begins it’s descent all too soon.
Heading for the other side.
If we are lucky leaving us a few rays of hope to last the night.
Almost saying till we meet again.
Asking you to believe.
Asking to have hope.
Daring you to dream.
Dream of things to come.

As the night grows old.
And your hope begins to fade.
Dreams begin to turn into nightmares.
Warmth begins to fade to cold.
Just when there seems to be no hope.
Just when you are ready to cover your head.
In pops a new ray of hope.
Here it comes again.
Daring you to dream.
Daring you to hope.