Another Hope

As a little bud of rose endures the thorns,
Desiring its fragrance to stay long.

As the sea move back after touching the horizon,
Aiming to meet the shore boon.

As the sun sets after wearing the biggest crown,
Aspiring to lit the world in dawn.

As the brightest moon fades with the sundown,
Planning to illuminate the night in town.

As a caterpillars dies after a long haul,
Dreaming to be turned into butterfly bloom

As The Lord promises, believers won't bring to naught,
Everything rise and falls, With a hope to thrive anon