Still shine even if
You are the last star of cosmos
Still light even if
You are the last candle of world
Still serenade even if
You are the last singer of love
Still germinate even if
You are the last seed in rocks
Still leap even if
You are the last porpoise of ocean
Still scent even if
You are the last hyacinth in the garden
Still kiss even if
You are the last dew on leaves in the morning
Still wind even if
You are the last brook in the ravine
Still nest even if
You are the last robin of islet
Still beam even if
You are the last angel of solace
Still fall even if
You are the last dropp of rain in drought
Still hug even if
You are the last petal of flower buds
Still rise even if
You are the last summit of mountains
Still stand even if
You are the last cypress in winters
shirin sheikhi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hope-is-the-breath-of-life-to-us/
