Tell me how one sunrise,
one sunset
climbing and falling
reaching up and lying down
into the arms of the earth's
promise -
a new day, a strong hope
a quiet night, a deep sleep...
golden glorious beginning
predicted permanent end to the past
creates one everlasting future
of yesterday?
Tell me how one war,
one peace
willing and writhing
living and dying
into the memories of
our faiths -
a better way, a religion
a chosen people, a disappearing world...
Written on stones or
taught in temples
finds one true belief
of tomorrow
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