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The Web Poetry Corner - Philip Claude Andermann - Song of Youth

Song of Youth

by

Philip Claude Andermann

For the youth you can lead to victory dance,
nothing can stop them now from their dance onward.
The tears in the hurtling wind carry them forward
in joytears as they race toward unity of peace.
They become the Rock that nothing can destroy
because it dances.
Those youth shall be the Era
that shall revive life 4 billion years old.
Their arms shall be never for war, only for hugging the Buddha
within all, for exercising a practice that never ends
its joy.
For the passion and power of youth
is a portion of the soul itself,
and is of the same nature as it.
Like it, it is the divine spark;
like it, it is a point of fire within us,
which is immortal and infinite;
which nothing can limit, and nothing can extinguish;
we feel it burning even in the marrow of our bones,
and we see its flashing in the depths of the heavens.

The song born in their heart
will become a world symphony of voices
if they speak the language of the echoing mountains
of hope in one other's heart

if their melody torrents to earth on song and light
that deep seed-sky linking
all fields, of endeavor with triumph -
feeding a world united in one heart - even just one person's heart.

For then
will their body be that wind instrument perfect playing, for that wind irresistibly rushing
from the future

and then their dance become
a vast range, a mountain wave of life approaching,
a wind from within the bodies of countless youths
billowing their limbs with growth,
a tumult of harmonies resonating even through corridors of
government
flooding in as to cleanse this planet.

For youth to sing their Ode to Freedom, to burst their Berlin Wall,
to grow Democracy like forests of greatness,
to kaleidoscope to neighbor all those distant hopes:
by YOUR conduct in turn TRULY touch even ONE other person,
and GROW:

for his or her skin contains the tallest sky.

This is the meaning of the song of your opportunity.
You are presented - not a magic song, but ears and a conductor's wand -
challenging.


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