Autumn Dreams

My dreams can be gray
When it comes to the future
But they lead to what will be
We will gather once more
In a great celebration
Fellowship, I foresee
I know it will be significant
For there is a large multitude
Traversing my dream sea
Focusing all their travels
To a single point, one place
As a vortex of autumn leaves
For our presence as a people
As a nation from the past
Still have some devotees
And in that, there is still hope
That when we congregate
There will be smiles
And we, will be we