Wondrous bursts of human skill
Bring great changes in lifestyle;
With each step along the way
Looms a new and brighter day —
Progress with its rank and file,
Climbing each and every hill.
There’s a keen, progressive sway
O’er those than lag behind;
Young “eagles” seem to cut the wind
In new directions of the mind —
Virgin skies to seek and find
With higher cliffs along the way.
Scenes unseen before today
Appear as if out of no where,
With e’en swifter wings that soar,
Growing swifter all the more,
The common and the really rare,
Merging in their bid to sway.
“Gone” is not the word to share
With things discovered yesterday
Utilized in circles of
Halls of everlasting love —
True values never going away,
Show their presence everywhere
Rich, nourished roots not forsaken
That trees above still yield their fruits
Just as they did so long before,
That they should also stalwart grow
With lasting tribute to their roots
From which their goodness we extract.
Tomorrow comes with newer shoots
Among the blossoms of the past,
With human virtues marching free
Toward a better world to be,
And time shall not its shadows cast
Upon their independent roots.