Sometimes our hopes ...

Sometimes our hopes ...
Like a lighthouse light, in the storm.
Or only one road ...
That not to lose, in the darkness.
What is, as the solar beam.
Above us ...
In the deep heaven circule.
And it looks like ...
That somebody says - life not expired.
Just stand up !!!
And ...
Again go ahead.
Trusted by one new little chance.
That you are alive, before you not dead.