Day one

Day one, again,

and praise and thanks

and dreams combine.

The mountain climbed

a new vista proclaims in words of forebears

and blood of progress

the promise of tomorrow.

Grip God's hand

for together

entwined

there is a golden future;

loose His hand and

misty clouds will surround the precipice

unseeing eyes will fail the dream

and step into oblivion

on wings of greed.

So take the baton,

hold it high and proud.

Let humility

humanity

and love

rule hearts and minds.