A withered rose, planted without water
An empty sky, void of sparkle
A slight breeze, stirring the wing’s tips
Bringing alive the first sign of hope
A chirp, a tune, turned into song
A raindrop, falling to nourish
A twinkle above, breaking darkness
Wings lifted, a breeze caught, hope
A voice, an image in the mind
A beating heart, resurrected
A whisper in a dream, nurturing
A touch too tender to imagine, hope
A sharing of two minds, one thought
A rythm of two hearts, one beat
A touch from two sets of hands, one body
A blending of two souls, hope