“We never know how high we are
Till we are called to rise;
And then, if we are true to plan,
Our statures touch the skies.
The heroism we recite
Would be a daily thing,
Did not ourselves the cubits warp
For fear to be a king.”
Do you feel the winds of change?
I am sure that if you don’t feel it in your mind you are feeling it in your heart.
Something is dying in our society, something is dying in our culture, something is dying inside us individually, giving us the opportunity to rise anew.
