Athens, Georgia
February 2, 2012
It
takes a brave naïveté
to
have much hope for humankind –
we
weave our souls with strands of gray.
Ideals
unused too soon decay;
to
trust their hold on life is blind
and
takes a great naïveté.
In
justifying lies each day
while
dreams of peace and love unwind
we
weave our souls with strands of gray.
Yet
blessed saints who calm the fray
and
face down hate by staying kind
display such brave naïveté
That so inspired we boldly say
we’ll
work to heal the world, but find
we
weave our souls with strands of gray.
We
see in life a noble way
and
pray to leave our past behind –
we
crave a brave naïveté
but
weave our souls with strands of gray.
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