FROM TODAY

 Dancing at the end of the old year

Welcoming the new

Lift our clattering heels to tread

The pathway clear and true


O'er the meadow at the horizon

Far as we can see

Clear a vision to map the steps

To be who we would be.



Mist and thunder and

Troublesome day

Fly away, fly away,

Bog and rubble and

Chancy terrain

Fly away away.


Not to say that we never will fall

From today, from today

Sun and showers and dancing and song

From today today.


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