one day, I swear, I will kill myself with hope.
I am an unfounded optimist, a scientist with only failed experiments.
Maybe then, I am a preacher, believing in what I cannot see, what I cannot prove,
but what I can feel in my teeth and bones and will tell you over and over.
I have felt so many sunsets, but inside me,
the sun still rises.
over and over, it beats its golden rhythm within me,
and I am defenseless.
One day, I know it, I will kill myself with hope.