My light I can't seam to find it,  I look to the sun and see only black,  I look to the stars but its only a sea of darkness,   so i took an ore in hand and started to row     telling myself not to give in, because giving up it to easy.   As it got harder to row I couldn't help but to lose hope,   as i sat in the boat  with the ores at my side, I hope no more.    I found out that I can only row as long as I have hope.    A light started to show its self in the distance.   It is unclear if its on an island or a star, I can not tell for the horizon eludes me.  It is, it is a star    I found myself  slowly reaching for the ores and with out hesitation  I began to row once more,  I have found hope once more.