The hint of a dream
And something unreal
As so it may seem
Has broken death's seal
It's breathing
Giving
Beating
Living
Whisp'ring into the surreal

This darkling of light
Is innocence born
Surviving the plight
Means others to warn
It's growing
Clinging
Seeking
Singing
Blossoming out of the thorns

Written in memory of my brother, Jacob
Lived half an hour
Has been with the Lord for thirteen years