Who am I?
What does it mean,
To be so far from hope,
Yet closer than it seems?

Looking up and looking down,
Thinking we are small.
But then we are made of energy,
It runs through us all.

We are all part of life
And death may be the end,
But then it circles round
And restarts over again.

Maybe not for us,
Maybe there's no restart,
But our energy lives on
And is cherished in new hearts.

They inherit our love,
They suffer our pain,
But see that's the best part,
We are all connected in this chain.

The pain may be bad,
But is translated through hope,
For a new chance.
This helps us to cope.

We can learn from each other,
Become stronger as one,
Working all together,
So that we are never alone.

The link that binds us,
Is very strong.
It allows us to have belief
And gives us a place to belong.

As a community speaks for us,
Speaks to our souls.
Humans can help each other,
Help achieve our goals.

Who am I?
What does it mean,
To be so far from hope,
Yet closer than it seems?