Write in the fields,
hold your sister close,
everything is changing
and you are going to be whisked away.
She will smile at you when your hands part ways
and the auctioneer casts the final decision.
Sold.
Ownership of persons has split bodies,
but the love permeates through time.
In a smile, love rides everything.
And in another place, the invaders ride over the horizon,
and we melt into the hill side.
No one can catch us singing in the wind.
No one will harm us dancing in the sun.
Laughter is the best medicine, even in
the somber circles of ascension.
Stalks of grass pulse with our hearts.
In the fires, we all become ash and the space in between.
Like it's said with everything.