You will soon arrive on the shores of change. The Light from your own heart now propagates the spaces between places. You are the change.
Early dawn comes on a symphony of birdsong.
Soon, soon, soon they say.
Gentle morning breezes carry sentiments of hope
for the day’s potential.
Hope, hope, hope for this day.
First sunlight hitting sky-canvas causing dynamic cloud color shifts.
Change, change, change is coming to stay.
Standing firmly upon our rights and freedoms,
Not giving any ground,
A cleaner brighter world,
Is waiting to be found.
Independent assessments,
Knowing what is right,
Thinking for ourselves,
Building our insight.
We have come too far to slide backwards,
Our future has no war,
Differences become assets,
Each culture rebuilt, restored.
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