There's a sense of sweet suspense
Just as the scene starts to change.
What will we find as the road starts to wind -
What will go, and what remain?
Who will we be when the transition's complete?
How will our new friendships fare?
Will we find peace as old traits are released?
Will we, facing newness, feel scared?
What course will we take on this journey we make
Between light, and more light, and evening?
What will we see as we make history?
And will sight bring with it believing?
Ultimately this, our deepest heart's wish
To come to a strong place of knowing
Is our greatest hope as we edge down the rope
That leads us through life, always growing.
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