Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Black is Beautiful

View From Pokhara1
In time to come i see the beauty of nature
I see the winds so full of exciting fervour
The december rose flourishes in summer
The sea strays in its own lapsidaisical way

In time to come i see the beauty of peace
I see the people so happy, peaceful and gay
There is laughter as far as the ear can hear
And merriment is the order of the year

In time to come i see serenity and harmony
Where people are judged not for how wealthy they are
There is unity in crowds and untold delight
And malice is a word that has lost its right

In time to come i see the rough winds shudder
For the darling way all behave with one another
There is freedom and wonder wherever you appear
And honesty is a trait we all hold dear

In time to come no anger survives
Where lies and deceit the backdoor have found
There is no fear and disaster here
I hope and pray this day is near

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