She was there when the battle was won
Dressed in the purest form of light
Even so when the agony was raging and bold
Asha was whispering happy and bright

She was covered in dirt and stains
But in the cleanest clothes as well
Experiencing dark and pain
Although suffering was never in the way

Asha was always present
Needed or not she was there
Be it a devastating event
Or an hour of victorious affair

She helps you to get up
From a calamitous fall
And inspires you to reconstruct
Dreams broken together with the walls

Asha is ubiquitous
Asha is everywhere
Hope is ubiquitous
Hope is everywhere
Because Asha and hope is one