I have a small grain of hope -
one small crystal that gleams
clear colours out of transparency.
I need more.
I break off a fragment to send you.
Please take
this grain of a grain of hope
so that mine won't shrink.
Please share your fragment
so that yours will grow.
Only so, by division,
will hope increase,
like a clump of irises, which will cease to flower
unless you distribute
the clustered roots, unlikely source -
clumsy and earth - covered
of grace.
Lyrics: Denise Levertov; Music: David Doruzka
