The Shift Poem by Barbara Nixon
The Shift
There's an undercurrent of change sweeping city and dale
a quiet awakening of old secrets buried deep,
in the psyche and the hearts, uncoiling like a snake
leaving hopeless ways behind and transformation in its wake.
We'll arise like a newborn and face the sun with eyes anew,
our days of grief and plundered hearts, plagued by man's old failings
will disappear like ghoulish ogres into the mists of the weary past
and to the new awakened world, our spirits will hold fast.
by Barb Nixon
very nice.end is optimistic. to the new awakened world, our spirits will hold fast. is really good.liked it.
I am fully and 100 % with you on this. The positive energy in this world is increasing. It is a silent revolution that is going on unsen in the media. A kindness revolution is around the corner. I got this 'yes' experience reading this poem Let us work all to make this SHIFT a huge reality. Perhaps 21.12.12. is a good day to reach a sharp rise in the exponential curve of kindness Nobody and nothing can stop the shift If I had a 100 marks to give to this poem, you got them
very unique and interesting write use of a lot of imagery its like I can see it. Good work
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Nicely put together, optimistic.