The Road

We must grow with silence

Through the winter of our

Ignorance as we wait down

Spring of change to grow

With fever in the warmth of

Summer sun and rain

When autumn comes we hear the

Fruits of our silence then an

Understanding comes to

Give us the strength to face

A new winter is without

Fear but with the new joy

Appreciation for everything

True that comes our way

The road is here

Are way is here...