The lines that wind around our hunger and fear will vanish...the invasion of the swabs will end...laughter will replace the losses...we shall hear glasses cling in dining places...watch moving pictures on large screens...we shall breathe freely again... faces uncovered, smiles radiating...singing loudly together as those that hoped worship...soaring into the skies to see the unseen...sailing the seas as some dance and frolic...we shall breathe freely again...then even as the sand falls...
"This Too Shall Pass"
