It’s certainly hope.
The constant hum of rubber wheels against the pavement.
It may rain soon.
But with the shift in your home,
and the schism in your heart,
the hum is a welcomed commonplace.
Between bitter change
and constant complacency,
the pavement on the path forward
becomes what you know best.
But looking forward feels like healing,
and it is certainly hope.
Despite the black and white world,
you see color.
Keep moving forward.