Just a little hope is needed

 

Like a sun-ray

Shining in the soil

 

Like the taste of

damp stone in the water

 

like the writhing of  fish

on wet sand

 

Just a little hope is needed

 

Like the memory of a song

In a mute’s throat

 

Like soft breath

Caught in the chest

 

Like the craving of an insect

Stuck to the glass

 

Like thirst drowned

In the river-bed

 

Just a little hope is needed