If I had a bundle of twigs and two flint stones
I could illuminate the dark night 
And make soup

If I had a bundle of rope 
I could make a swing
And pendulum across the gorge

If I had a bundle of dots
I could trace the lazy line of a snail trail
And place them beside the plough

If I had a bundle of colours
I could mix yellow and blue to make green
And yellow and red to make orange

If I had a bundle of oranges
I could put one on every window sill
And think of Gabriel

If I had a bundle of love
I could build a happy home
And paint the front door yellow

If I had a bundle of candlelight
I could watch shadows, weave
And dance on the midnight wall

If I had a bundle of hours
I could make things happen 
And change my world