There is No Revolution But

by Wanda Waterman 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. Continue reading There is No Revolution But