Wednesday, September 2, 2020

May We

May we all rise far above

The storms of sand, 
Rain, grief, and war

May we know love
That has its source
In being pure white like a dove

May we be better everyday
And live beyond
The mind's dark well

May we all have
A roof and good food
Be in harmony 
And live in truth

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