The first of twenty twelve
its time to ring the bells
bring down the cells from
off the shelves, the seeds
that are birthed to hold us
the friendship’s deep trust
the welcoming embrace
nectar of belonging
where trauma
is erased.
A savior takes shape
a deepening heart
elongation of spinal
Her life made of
art.
She art like water so fluid
She arch rainbow tidal
She ark like Noah buoyant
She aren’t with a rival
Survival she taught us lightly
Like Mother so patient
sentient with touch true
an all encompassing blanket.
Call forth the kind Creator
She is within and above
She is love and you are welcome
with out there be no judge.
Let go and begin fresh
see worlds of possibility before you
feel the Ancestors behind us
set light forth to be true.

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