posted December 14, 2012 04:32 PM            

There's an undercurrent of change sweeping city and dale

a quiet awakening of old secrets buried deep,

in the psyche and the hearts ,uncoiling like a snake

leaving hopeless ways behind and transformation in its wake.

We'll arise like a newborn and face the sun with eyes anew

our days of grief and plundered hearts, plagued by man's old failings

will disappear like ghoulish ogres into the mists of the weary past

and to the new awakened world ,our spirits will hold fast.