Seeds Of Change

As I stand upon the new horizon
Where the sun is sure to rise
Shall I wipe away the tears that flow from my eyes?
And look to the horizon where the wild eagles fly

Shall I listen to the winds?
As they bring the seeds of change
Shall I light the passion of my hearts desires?
With the passage of my life

And if the written word upon the dusty pages
Could tell of the choices that I've made
The passion of my life's journey
Would be the sacrifice that I make

Would the lessons of my life
Be enough to change the world as it slowly turns
Or are we bound by the future as we watch the fires burn

If I called you from my resting place beyond the grave
Would hear me calling for the seeds of change
Would the echoes of my life mark the signing of the flame
Or would we all be saved with the choices that we made
Or would we simply fade away with the burning of the flame

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