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The Pray-ers Buffy Aakaash These are the honey makers The maple sap tappers The pollen gatherers The elixirs healing the future from the spirits of the past Unleashing beasts who make right the wrongs The saviors of the waters The elders of the vineyards Turning failing limbs to wings Blacksmiths who shape hard metals into words Uncoiling spells to rest on winds and spiral to the sky These are the doers, the makers, the spinners The unripe berries who will delight our tongues who speak the truth before it is so and unjam the rivers to free the flow They are the fish that run upwards then come down to feed the people when the best of times are beaten. |
Photo by Wade Fox
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