From the throne of grace
Comes the bird of peace
Born of the fiery presence
Borne on waves of the healing essence
Herald of the new dawn
On earth worn out with strife.
The shadows of the new year
Un-fold in golden hues of hope
As dues long saved
Start manifesting in events miraculous
Releasing arrears of joy
In countless opportunities materialising.
Waves of new found power
Flow through the deserts of old
Bringing forth countless fountains refreshing in the new dispensation
Filling the thirsty with compensating victories
As stories of endless prosperity are now told,
Raising to heights previously unknown
The ones brought low by impotence
Through dependence on sources external
And negligence of resources eternal.
Now charmed by love
Warriors formerly pitiless lay down their arms
At the altar that alters for good the destiny of all
Now that good will reigns
Training all minds to work for the new day
With tools of imagination creative
Inspired by the dove of heaven.
Heaven and earth kiss in new communion
Singing the songs of peace
Generating the incense of love
That ascends to the Most High
As befitting offering to Supreme King
On this eve of 2005.
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