The basis of our society
No matter where we are going,
It is always a Forward Progression.
An advancement from one place
To another.
And if we should return,
It is not going back.
Rather, it is heading out
With the wind on our backs
Bring something new to what
Was.
Like Columbus, we are guided
By the light of the Old World,
Setting sail to discover something
Fundamentally New.
All Progression is made with risk,
The two locked hand in hand
Like passionate teenaged lovers.
And from the ashes of a dying fire,
By chance, if gently stroked by
The winds of Fortune, it may rekindle
And glow far stronger than ever before.