Monday, March 22, 2010

Change

Transition
Rising tides, still waters of peace
Gathering clouds, raging storms

Faithful ideals.
Weakened of greed collective.
Sapping of confidence
- A nagging fear
Challenges.

Chosen hope
Fear dogmas
Reaffirm our precious gift
All are free.

Greatness earned.
Sacrificed ambitions.
Power undiminished.

Swift the sun runs
Under the ground shifts
Whether big or small
They move forward

1 comment:

  1. Love it..still waters run deep..never knew you were a poet my friend ;)

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