Poem – The Winds of Change

The winds of change blow through our minds,

They call to kith and kin, and kind,

To gather strength and linger where ,

 Our visions, hopes and dreams adhere,

 To conscious thought and weighty plans,

That tilt the platforms where we stand,

 And skew aged vantage points to view,

 The stirring landscape of the new.

And thus revealed in piquant hints,

We can’t recant each crisp, clear glimpse,

That surges hearts as we perceive,

Fields, fresh with possibilities.

Where limitless ideas may grow,

As unimpeded promise flows,

T’ward future harvest’s words and deeds,

Where winds of change have sown the seeds.

DM Dyet, 2007.

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