Hope
If I were stranded on a deserted island
With nothing but the dirt on my hands
And the painful exhales transferring
From my body into the air
All I need would be right in front of me
In the form of Hope.
If I were stranded on a deserted island
I would be lacking
Lacking what I have taken for granted
What God had once blessed me with
But what he instilled in me was
Hope.
If I were stranded on a deserted island
I would drop my knees into the hard, hot, grains of sand
And give all the glory from my being
Up into the sun
Up into the Heavens
If I were stranded on a deserted island
I would crack my parched lips into a smile
As I know I would be taken care of
Through my Faith, through my Hope
And I would inhale as the bounty
Of rain falls onto my parched tongue
And I know I am taken care of
Because I had what I needed with me all along
On the deserted island, there was Hope
And that was all I needed.