Stand  Fast

Don Hynes

Sun glints on the broad sweeping sea,

the waters traveling in a strong tide

following the gravity of the moon.

On the earth’s surface

forces pull and people yield,

giving themselves to the urge

of the crowd, the stories

to believe and follow.

Like the old track of the moon

we’ve been trained in gravity,

in what will allow our weight

to be supported by the mass.

Shamans around the night fire,

prophets at the city gate,

warriors who know their inner hearts

and the priestesses denying vanity

know the trap and refuse

the pull of the herd.

Every truth will be found false,

every demand to follow will wither.

Ride on alone if you must,

seek the high ground

above the roaring tide,

the rock rooted deep

to the earth’s core.

Shine on like your brother sun,

humble like your sister moon.

These are the days of earthquake

and upheaval, and in these days

stand fast and be unmoved.

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