Shaded maple hallways, leaves abundantly growing.
Majestic storming waterways, holy as Holy Water.
These are part of us. These help define.
Glass and steel accomplishments jumble like
edifices of hope in cities of gloating pride.
We are these cities. We are these shapes.
History written and history being written
of yesterdays, now and tomorrow.
Cold of Winter and hot of Summer,
placid Fall and anticipating Spring.
So many Illusions, so many soft dreams!
These too are wrapped in our myth.
Canada, our Canada, once again
celebrates the escaping vowels
of national delight. We are humble
and yet we are arrogant in pride.
We are one people united under one Crown,
one stumbling picture, one dabbling future.
Merchants and priests. Politicians and
ordinary workers. Poets and dreamers,
these are also our definitions. We surprise
and we are surprised. We surrender to
our tossing hearts, we gesture with hope
to images of our future. Oh dear land
of contrasts and similarities, we live for and
in you. Shaded maple hallways, leaves
abundantly growing. Majestic storming
waterways, holy as Holy Water.
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 8:02 AM UTC
Shaded maple hallways, leaves abundantly growing.
Majestic storming waterways, holy as Holy Water.
These are part of us. These help define.
Glass and steel accomplishments jumble like
edifices of hope in cities of gloating pride.
We are these cities. We are these shapes.
History written and history being written
of yesterdays, now and tomorrow.
Cold of Winter and hot of Summer,
placid Fall and anticipating Spring.
So many Illusions, so many soft dreams!
These too are wrapped in our myth.
Canada, our Canada, once again
celebrates the escaping vowels
of national delight. We are humble
and yet we are arrogant in pride.
We are one people united under one Crown,
one stumbling picture, one dabbling future.
Merchants and priests. Politicians and
ordinary workers. Poets and dreamers,
these are also our definitions. We surprise
and we are surprised. We surrender to
our tossing hearts, we gesture with hope
to images of our future. Oh dear land
of contrasts and similarities, we live for and
in you. Shaded maple hallways, leaves
abundantly growing. Majestic storming
waterways, holy as Holy Water.
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