Aspirations, Flowers of the Heart

The future is but a moment away,
A time of vision,
Of change,
Miracles.
One era fulfilled,
A new day dawning.
The Alpha,
The Omega,
A beginning,
An end,
And in the nighted sky the heavenly choir sings out their call,
A beacon,
Summoning the travelers in to the wondrous diversity of the cosmos.
Turn the key.
Open the door.
The Morningstar Awakens.
Healing,
Renewal,
The stars await,
Endless Adventure,
I am,
Such are the Aspirations, Flowers of the Heart.

Douglas James Kilburg
The Woodsinger