As a bright sky with unseen sunshine
Shines down on withered trees, with a hope entwined,
Bells ring out a glorious new morn
From such beauty and majesty of times of old,
Lightening a path, where all is reborn.
Along wild meadows where rivers trickle in delight,
And the freshness of rebirth touches us in a sharp coolness, from the air,
A wondrous journey, ahead, we find
Whilst tunes of old and new play out, from behind.
From a place which brings serenity,
Peacefulness in such creative beauty
In perfect time of all that's new
Where dreams of life renew!
Linda May Fox
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-old-to-new-2/
