Horizon
The line that is a divide
Earth seems separate from sky
What does it hide
What may portend and why?
Eyes that have come before
Have seen their future manifest
Dark clouds looming to the fore
As unrest reached its crest
It is not for us to see every yuga
But for the one we are in
And each could produce its yogi
To heal its suffering
In Springfield, from home away
Oh Abe, I waited long for this
I also see the horizon today
And I feel nothing but bliss
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