If ever there was a hope
I found it in you
But the way you bowed down
to this earthly race
has left me broken
and killed my last breath
now I live dead in you
an autumn leaf a rolling stone
Ill stop the day my life ends
like the wind and the brooks
Till then my journey continues
no place to go no hope to cling
and this poem fades soft as it began
the only hope i have is in you