What’s now a gray day
Was a beautiful dawn:
An opportunity, of course,
To feel that things have gone down hill.
But it also reminds us that though things change;
The others — the staples of the view —
The water, the sky, the clouds, the sun,
The wholeness and underlying unity
Of all creation,
The divinity that infuses every particle and atom
Will remain constant ,
Despite the clouds that occasionally drift by.
Take hope from this, my friends, take hope,
And continue to believe, in spite of everything,
That the arc of the universe,
Which seems so long,
Continues to bend toward justice.
