Where this is time
There is hope
For change

But where there
Is nothing

Only the splintered rose
Bush standing for thousands
Of years with the **** bugs,
Dirt, and richness of life

There is still hope
Even though so meek
And small.

Life survives for the
Strong protect the
Weak until
The weak grow strong

Offers come &
Offers go

Decision exists for
The ones who understand
Time does not pause;

Time forever ticks

Ticks

Ticks.

Hope - though
Impossible to get off the ground -
Presses on my skin
Like an Australian summer sun

Hope shines
Through me

Even in
The darkest
Of nights

Where there is
Hope

There is new life

Hold true
To hope

Hold true
To the birth
Of a new life.