Can I Hope

Can I hope, in my creed,

For a rhyme to match my need?

A single whisper, so sublime,

To dance with me in perfect time.

A melody to be ornamental,

And make my heart feel so gentle,

Like a random beat of a drum,

Filling me with joy and fun.

My mind is full of wonder,

Questions that I long to ponder,

And still my heart won't give up,

It knows I'll find my way, no matter what.

Silence is my ally,

My weapon to which I rely,

It's a privilege that I cherish,

A compromise that won't perish.

To be alone but not lonely,

Is it better than having many?

It's a chance, a dilemma,

One that I'll solve with stupendous charisma.

My words are like a harlequin's dress,

Dancing in a farandole's recess,

But my pen will never be isolated,

For I know my destiny is fated.

I'll give thanks to God in heaven,

For the chance of a new life given,

My soul will be incorporeal,

But my senses will be ethereal.