Similes For Hope

This hurt will pass away
Like sojourners into lands of no return;
Like a drop of water into a sea;
Like the clouds you saw yesterday..
Its vice will weaken
Like the fading echoes of a voice;
Like the grips of ancient men;
Like fat before the throne of fire.
This hurt will cease
Like the end of a sudden rainfall;
Like the quickness of breath-scape;
Like the dance at the end of the song.
Its hold will falter;
Like the will of men facing the leaded muzzle;
Like paint over the fall of decades;
Like the staunch rat, when a miaow seeps into its ears...