A Cry of Hope...

The project is about to be concluded,
All the hardwork will be put to the test,
And this vessel is almost empty...
Drained of all it's energy, it's identity...

For awhile, everything seems to move in fast forward,
And there I am, in the middle of all the commotion,
An empty vessel, drained of all its essence,
And then time seems to move in slow motion,

A light shines brightly,
It beckons me as I reach out my hand,
My feet left the ground,
And I am taken away...