Dedicated to Strongheart*
As this world turns,
It is just us who measures,
time as a calendar of dates.
No symbols to explain, lost pleasures
and pain, the loves and hates.
Ending one day beginning another
one year goes, then comes the other.
Time redefined, now for our Western thought.
For the Chinese our eastern brothers
it still is the year of the Dragon.
And that ancient Mayan calendar,
heralds a new age, with
that old song sung,
of that time of water rule.
The age of Aquarius more ancient still
echoes within my mind. But still
Just a New age belief.
Older civilizations just redefined.
But this night, across our globe
Fireworks explode.
Time to celebrate,
Time to wish our world
Peace, Shalom, just two
Little words that mean the same.
Find this web page,
and there read one hundred and forty five ways
to wish our world, PEACE.
Peace , Not War! for all our coming days.
http://www.peaceloveandme.com/peacelanguage.html
There for ever be embedded within
This simple poem, just for the simple wish
A new beginning.
In every language of this world
Just this once allow PEACE to bless our coming days.
