Towards a New Cosmology

Out with the old, in with the new That is our strategey as regards the universe Old truths disappear like grass during a brush fire One dawn follows another The risk is palpable We still must be careful to be exacting in our choice of symbols and words "The Joyous Cosmology" is what we are after Our eyes gaze upon the stars We hope there is something out there we can feel a kinship with We're a small part of eternity We ride beneath the moon in our small boats Looking heavenward, we dare to hold our small flag aloft Guided by love - we face creation with beating hearts We will refuse to become slaves of fear Our resolution is strong and our voices ring in the city canyons A change is surely coming!