Today, I am overwhelmed with the audacity of hope. Yes we can. We are the ones we have been waiting for.
Below is the last stanza of "The Pulse of the Morning," the poem Maya Angelou wrote for Bill Clinton's inauguration as president. It's lovely...
Here on the pulse of this new day
You may have the grace to look up and out
And into your sister’s eyes, into
Your brother’s face, your country
And say simply