Seeds of the Future

Something to lift up your spirits I hope. It may be from the world I’ve been working in it may not. It hasn’t told me yet, silly as that may sound.

When all around is shifting schemes
And the future fades to angry dreams
Do not yield to dark despair
For hope shines bright in the air

Though fires flare and mem’ries fade
Still the future will be made
Not by fears nor mighty deeds
Instead by those who plant the seeds.

The seeds of striving and of kin
Are ever where the truth begins.
The future grows within their hands
And weathers all that time demands.

So do not fear the dead of night
Though evil comes in clothes of might
It is not they who greet the dawn
But kith and kin now joined in song.

Dreaming in Plot