No one has footprints that fall quite like yours, go gently upon the earth, and feel the streams of sunlight that reach towards you, all of nature is woven with silken thread and the way of beauty stretches beneath your feet with gem strewn pathways,
where the air glistens and the dew delivers medicine.
You walk upon your ancestors dreams, cast out before you,
cushioning every step with reverence and care.
We lift one another up.
That those who come after, may have higher vistas and greater fulfilment, each breath a gift to the next soul, willing to walk and dream, be, and give.
~ kathryn
(24.12.22)
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