When hope is a 
Distant guest
In the bedridden 
Sterile
World 
Of my soul

My thoughts 
Sift through 
Eternity 

Like the desert 
Wind
That commands
Shadows to dance
Upon the sand

Life has taken 
Me through labyrinths
Of cold tundras 

And abandoned
Kingdoms of ice 
Where frozen souls
Reside

Yet each dawn brings 
a pale ray of hope 
Reaching for my hand

And the orchestra
Of my soul plays 
A symphony
Of humanity

Dreams are born
In a dim light