Hopefulness
Sweet rose of Jericho
Alive in the depths
And through the drought
And among the graves
Of dead and dark

That it dries yet blooms
That I never thought
That it brings to me
That which resurfaces much

Hopefulness
Life in umbrella trees
Light on the rabbit’s ear
And bent over
The jack-in-the-box
With a howl

That it dries yet blooms
That I never thought
That it brings to me
That which resurfaces much

Hopefulness
Sweet rose of Jericho