Saturday, May 7, 2011

Mystic Revolution

The new age is appearing, peace is here at last.

The old ways are disappearing

And the new ways have surpassed

The ways of our elders, pioneers of the past

The seekers of history

Finally at long last

Take their place at the captain's wheel, direct us down the rivers

Of destiny to reveal

Currents that delivers

Wisdom from our seniors and knowledge of the Revolution

We wait to see if the future will deal us

our problems ended through solutions

Knowledge grows and ripens with age, until the blossom of wisdom springs

From the soil of the wizened sage

Comes the wisdom of the new age

Planted by the Mystic Revolution 

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