Children of Tomorrow

As for the children of tomorrow, they are those who have been summoned by life, they have followed it with a firm step, their heads held high. They are the dawn of the New Age. The smoke of wars will not dim their light, nor will the clanking of their chains stifle their voices, nor will the miasma from stagnant waters overwhelm their fragrance.
They are not very numberous among the crowd. But they stand out like a flowering branch in a burnt-out forest, like a grain of wheat in a haystack. Nobody knows them but they know each other. They are like the mountain tops which can see and hear each other, quite unlike the caverns, which are deaf and blind.
They are seed sown in a field by the hand of God. It will burst forth from its husk with the strength of its flesh, it will sway like a radiant plant facing the sun, it will become a majestic tree, whose roots take hold in the heart of the earth, whose branches aspire to the depths of the firmament.

- Kahlil Gibran - from The Eye of the Prophet