When the heat is

When the heat is

Remorseless

When the clocks stop

And sand fills

The view from

Near to far,

White light can

Be distorted

Through an old jam jar

Standing

On a windowsill

In the kitchen

To form a rainbow

Watch a bean grow

From nothing but

A wet paper towel.

Just a little thing

But it is progress

There is no success

Without disappointment

There is no hope

Without despair

There is no regret

Without conscience

And when the world

Is broken

You should always

Make time for love.