dark clouds churn
and tangle
a sunbeam streaks
the air
the threshold of the
century
opens before us,
beckoning
like a puppy caught
in its fence
how will we answer
the call?
should we turn away
in ignorance?
nay, the Light
sweeps into us
and we face the
darkness with joy
we succeed in our
hopes with laughter
our mirth not only
heals the heart
but opens the
doorway to a new dream
where we are
everything we desire
overcoming worry,
doubt and dread
moving higher,
lighter, brighter
coming into the
realization
that we are free
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