There is no revolution but

The inner revolution of

The deeper revolution of

The utter revolution of the soul,

And I am only free when I

Can feel that I am free to

Truly know that I am free

Within my soul.

And now that I know this I can

Begin to know the bliss of

Disavowing all the fibs

That haunt the land,

And the forest’s fragrant hush

Persuades my sleeping blood to rush

Because the time

For revolution is at hand.