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