I look back and my tears they do fall,
I glance forward and I smile,
The horizon's eager anticipation,
Paints a picture that all the while,
Has been awaiting my return...our return,
And the day is brighter, the night quiet,
As I re-dream rebuilding our lives, our love,
Where there is no chaos, no riot,
Only a life of gladness, replete with,
The Father's aspirations, The Mother's inclinations,
Of birth and rebirth, of Love, of Light,
And in beauteous awe I admire Their creations,
So I dream that there is only a life in gladness,
An end to madness, as I sigh the deep sigh,
Of relief, of The Good restored, an Earth adored,
As the Grand Dream, love's blossom, draws nigh.

~Liubomila~