Can It Be? Poem by Zander William Pearson

Is it a light?
Did I reach the end
of what I though to
never end?

Oh, sweet anticipation!
Do me kind,
Make this be
true.

Could I have ever
been so anxious
in my life?

Still bound,
Yet to be freed.

Maybe I was heard.
My voice
considered.
Could it be?

Oh, joyful
joyful.
Hope is
come to me again.

Can it be?
My fears denied
It may not
But at least it could.

Do not be dismayed if it is not.
But do not be discouraged either.

Can it be?
Please.