Voice

It happens all day, all night;
I step out for hope;
Voice which I hear, calls the name;
Melody in ears, tears in eyes.

Tranquility in the voice,
A Partition i see between.
Stalks towards the melody,
for hope I seek.
It fades at a snail's pace;

Endless like galaxy,
more I tramp, more it evanesce.
But voice calls the name;
It happens all day, all night.