My future people⠀
Blood of my blood⠀
The sprouted seeds of a vision⠀
They pledge allegiance to the sun⠀
Hands held over their hearts⠀
Humming in gratitude with the plants ⠀
Naked volunteers lay upon the smooth sand of a high tide⠀
Feeling salt on their skin—⠀
A lesson on shimmering⠀
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On any Midsummer's night I might find⠀
Virgins seated upon stones⠀
Teaching their bright bodies ⠀
The silence of cold⠀
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Veiled acolytes kneel close to the ground⠀
Lighting lanterns ⠀
Receiving communications ⠀
from a glow they know to be holy⠀
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A distant and anxious lover sit in contemplation⠀
Regarding the Phalaenopisis, temperamental orchid⠀
Admiring its ephemeral elegance ⠀
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A people in good standing with the earth ⠀
A people in good standing with the stars⠀
A people in good standing with all things beautiful⠀
I drink the water escaping from this dam ⠀
Pressing my face close to these miraculous cracks⠀
Bathing in the rainbow spray
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I am thirsty like you ⠀
For the kind of water⠀
That runs free⠀
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