change is a stream that trickles into the sea of hope that we all share
day by day, it contributes what little it has to spare
and, although its impact appears negligible,
it never retreats
soon, it is not days passed that are counted,
but years
suddenly, the sea has grown in measure,
swelling with might
flourishing with life
finding pride in its vitality
and all because of the meek contributions of the small changes made
the times that a moment lost in lifting another became a lifetime of fond memories of inspiration and gratitude
the times when the might of the sun threatened to leave the earth barren,
but we chose to move forward anyways
the times when we found that, collectively, we are stronger than we could ever be on our own…
never doubt the power of small change
for it calls on us to hope when we feel as though we cannot make a difference
and makes a difference when we all find hope to strive for it
