A friend emailed me this poem the other day that I absolutely love. There's something about it that's just so hopeful. Here it is:
by Jim Wayne Miller Get up early Sit drinking the dark like coffee Wait. Expect nothing. Something will come. like your newspaper plopping onto the porch. Something with your name on it-- like a letter slipped under your door. Something you forgot you wrote away for arrives now like a package delivered as darkness thins. Sign for it.