A poem about our hopes for the future

When we are done lingering in this world of ours
we'll walk up the road to that place of sanction
where the ocean will meet our bloom with a smile
bringing thoughts of sisterhood and brother time
We will link arm to arm and glide onto the shore
rolling small pebbles in the palm of our hands
Sandy dreams of health will not elude us nor be hazy
in this world of sound life, like velvet to our ears
We will run and not perish nor ever be lonely or crave
in this world that once launched rocket ships to stars ;
We will now send our hearts to the moon,
and all of this for the sake of love, yes its coming soon
the day of reckoning is over, the elements of truth are clear
we will be saved, as health and prosperity draws near.
And so be it, says the last Namaste
Your Mystic Rose :)