I found HER in the Early Morning; a World Tree as the Sun began to shine. A Smile given to Me, and people gathering. This is the Gift SHEISTORY GIVES ME EVERY DAY. #GAIATARA
The Girls are here; we are tutoring, just being, and the men are silent and respectful. It is Sunday Morning, and We do not pay attention to the Religion around us. Our religion is nondescript and potent: it is generational love and grace.
I am grateful for such a priceless aura this morning and I remake my form again, a Phoenix am I coming forth from ashes….from ashes….from ashes…..
From Ashes
WE ARE BEAUTIFUL, AND GORGEOUS
WE ARE THE POEM OF AGES
LOVE NEVER FAILS

MY SOUL IS RENT ASUNDER BY WARS WHICH RAGED IN MY WOMB. TRIBES 12, AND TWO OF THEM ARE IN HEAVEN AS I REMAIN ON EARTH. THEY AT LEAST HAVE ONE ANOTHER, AND THE MOON WAS FULL TWO DAYS AGO.
I AM TIRED.



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