Advent

In pursuit of lost links of past...
It's a seed of hope for the fight
It's the deep silence of unnecessary struggles
Trying to connect the dots
Trying to cling on all I have in my palms
I hope it will be worth,
Every bit of my struggles
Got lost in the world deprived of expectations
Will the days I dreamed of ever come?
Did I really lose all within my hands?
Is it impossible to turn back
Into these glory days?
Yet their ghosts carry on...
Advent, give me the strength
Of those warm summer nights...