Do you know how long it takes

An entire culture of people

To forget why they do what they do?

Four generations,

Just about.

What began as necessity

Becomes tradition.

The sacred,


And we tend to believe that

Today’s humans are somehow smarter

Than those generations

Upon generations

Upon generations

Of humans whose soles touched

The dirt of their mother.

Our mother.

Thousands and thousands

Before us…

Where has that knowledge gone?

Where is that wisdom now?

I will tell you,

But you already know.

You are the child of these people.

Their blood runs in your veins.

Their memories sing in your spirit.

Their ways have become you.

So then,

Heir to this realm,

Reclaim what is rightfully yours,

And make this world sacred,

Once more.

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