A Voice from the Eastern Door
Sovereign Children
In the deep glory of spring...
May we plant good medicine
For the bees, bugs and butterflies
As well as all our Relations of the day & night
And our dear Sovereign Children
May we Love, Love, Love
And choose right in the direct moment of action
We’re resiliently ever so responsible
To stand up together Side by side
There’s no need for this wreckless mistake
Fueled by fear, power & greed
We control No one
Especially without Informed Consent
Rest our conflict
Ease our judgment
The survival of all our Children
Is our call to duty...
And Absolute Saving Grace
As we savor the rich embrace of our dear Mother Earth and bloom into summer
May we give thanks together and offer respect,
Especially to our dear Sovereign Children
Their future shall not be gambled
In this deceptive Russian roulette...
Herbi M. Francis - Tatro
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