I was thinking about the stone, the rock, mountains and the land.
I was thinking of all those who walked the ageless path.
I saw them, my ancestors spread over every shore, moving.
I was thinking of their humanity, my humanity being as one, the same.
How can it be other wise!
All brothers sisters mothers fathers are we
travellers here on this plane of existence.
I was thinking of the stone the earth as sacred,
of everything blessed a thousand million times by the saints and mystics -
Sacred elixirs drenching the stone the earth on which we stand.
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