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Friday, February 12

An American Dream

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There is light.

Above
Below
Within

.

Warming us,
Filling us.

Nourishing Us.

Teaching Us
so We may see.

Earth.

Your ever flowing waters,
You cracked face.

What will feed your incessant hunger?

.

We are the seeds planted,
Your Womb, Our Vessel

Reaching,
in search of Light.

Light
to fill our Bodies
So that We may nourish Yours.

Intrinsic, infinite.

.

We are the Pilgrims,
journey towards the Light.

The Frontiersman
Guided by it.

The children
Seeds in search of Nourishment -
Teachers,
Givers of Light
Intrinsic, Infinite

Intertwined.

Our Roots, these branches
Reaching evermore
In Search of the Light

Yearning
For sustenance

That we may Be alive.

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