There's a New World Coming
There’s A New World Coming
I shall not allow the grip of grief to defeat me;
I shall accept her graciously—persevering,
bearing this child of love; and diversity
shall not split me from who and whose I am. Me.
Nor shall it cause me to scorn who and whose you are.
Adversity shall be as an egg shell
to the soles of my feet; and a wiping mat
there for; cleaner thereof.
The vast infinite universe is one in all its parts;
so are the mortal bodies of people-hood;
and we are the world; and the world us.
The flame of a new world beginning has been lit.
Over the horizon dawns love’s peace.
The hands of the clock of deliverance move forward.
There’s a new world coming.
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