Dreamers, Angels, and Farmers

Wild Waters

 

And I’ve met dreamers

made wild by their passions,

living a life born

free of fearful thoughts we can

begin to create

the art of our sacred hearts.

 

And I’ve met angels

made holy by their breathing,

telling all life to

drink deep from the river of

silence and find the

causes of your love’s affect.

 

And I’ve met farmers

made joyous by their labors,

the become like the

waters forever dancing

among the rocks  and

always flowing towards it’s source.

 

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