Multitude And The Few, An Ironic Date - Poem by Marie-Sophie Geoffrey
Multitudes turn on
Those who show vision
New ways they hold up
Bold in their division
Startling in grade, daring in sweep
New horizons come to pass
Awesome and lofty
Hear the chimes ring soundless out
And float us off
In drowsy vastness lost
A magic spell among our kind,
While nodding smiles and dreamy kisses linger....
Look at the world!
It has come to change.
Time transforming things of holy bliss,
But knows the secret of a million years
Beyond measure and reason,
O irony of fate,
The few and multitudes laughing at each other
Stumbling but suddenly knows
In tune is the rhythm of all to come
So, faster move on!
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