The dreaded Winter Solstice has begun
as breezes echo through the Sacred Tree.
Chaos causes fears of aberration
and calendars have stopped in harmony.
I try to see this change objectively
and know this is the coming of an age.
Our planet now has simply turned her page.
The people gather in their sacred shrines
as scientists explain away their fears.
The wars have stopped, there are no borderlines
and heavens have absorbed our human tears.
The wheel of modern science now appears
to lose momentum slowing to a halt
while grass and roots replace the hot asphalt.
The bones of all the bridges are at rest
and transportation simply fades away.
The animals now seem to be possessed
and play with us to pass the time of day.
The towers of the mighty show decay
as lovely flowers blanket them unfurled.
We’re new creations in a brand new world.
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