Day 16: Dawnlight

There are words
which cannot be spoken
and hearts
that will not hear

but each day the sun still rises

and whatever clouds may gather
in this uncertain
and sometimes unwanted day
will still be blessed by silver

perhaps unseen
but each day the sun still rises

hold my hand
be my hope
that one day those hearts
will listen truly

even if it is not this day
one day
grant me that day

and brighter than ever before
the sun will rise.