At birth cast adrift,
Exiled from flesh & blood.
Absent
Tradition, history, spirituality.
An alien,
Upon my Home and Native Land?
You're with us,
All this is yours.
A rift ensues,
A conflict so profound.
Reticent to renounce,
A magnificent generosity.
Offered an ill-fitting skin,
A drumbeat disharmonious.
Perhaps, it could be worse?
Internal angst,
Stirred by an ancient call:
ROOTS
The source and answer both
LISTEN
To the voice carried upon the wind
HARMONIZE
With the rhythm of the rivers
BREATHE
Along with the ebb & flow of the tides
DANCE
With the starlight
KNEEL
Before the Sun & the Moon
In all is the ONE
In One is the ALL
ALL
MY
RELATIONS
Well said - nice visual format. I feel the kinship.
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