Days of the New

Baby Child came in from the turbulent sea, amid​

The waves of change and onto the sands of time, timid​

First steps make way through the beachfront, stumbling​

Forward toward destiny, fleetingly within grasp​

Hearing singing and hiding behind Future’s Mask,​

The loud chorus of the New Dawn awakens Baby Child​

With the stillness of the night behind​

Baby Child reaches out and smiles​

Gathering skies full of eyes, pale brilliance shining​

Remembering that today is only yesterday’s tomorrow​

And gazing upon Beauty’s Love, Baby Child​

Understands the passage of time,​

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Pile upon pile of trials is met with smiles​

Baby Child still searching for an answer​

Reaches forth and taking a few handfuls of water​

Into his mouth he spits out the effluent​

And wonders what happened to the Days of the New.​

Hi Ya'll,​

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ALI​