Brave’s New World

 

The history has past from calling you brother

Today you look beyond the time of the setting rays

And walk much closer to the window of the newest century

 

Not always so – willing to look so forward

There were only the memories of winters behind

The smell of spring in the first thaw

 

Time’s meaning had a greater meaning then

You watched the herds for signs of movement

You listened closer to the wind’s words

 

Voices today all melt together carrying no song

The sun still sets on the western horizon

The wolf once more seeks shelter beneath the snow

 

In your face I read the turmoil of worlds

You glance at the window hungry to pass

This gap of era’s linked only by Wikipedia’s portal

 

Your youth still finds favor in resumes

The choice of destiny stands impatiently bookmarked

You must let the call die quickly –

 

Or accept communion with the Greater Spirits

 

bkmackenzie

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