Hope.

Strange waves touch my feet, as I open my eyes
To this new land, where I stand now
Watching the setting sun, searching for a star
For a memoir, that would remind me of home.

Memories of older times pass by me
Moments of happiness, moments of glum
Both evoke waves of emotions in my heart
Emotions as strange as these waves.

It's not long before the clouds clear away.
And make way for the moon.
Who bathes me in bright light,
So serene, it illuminates my soul.

Time passes by, draining out
Traces of memories from the past
Leaving a warm feeling in my heart,
A feeling of hope, for a better tomorrow.

-Shwetha Bhat.