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The Nature of It All

We are not what others say we are;
rather, we are what nature has made us
and nature is of the creation of God.

Enter into self and know
as does the flowing river running
to the mother source of its being:

Wisdom dwells within the self;
the mind is the workshop of the soul
and memory is its messenger.

And it is the messenger within 
that rekindles the seminal ancestral fire;
the inner fire and its flaming visions.

Know that our ancestors were of nature;
well aware that she makes no compromises;
that in the seasons of life there is no however.

We must realize that we are the gatekeepers
of blazing ancestral visions and footprints—
eye openers of what we need to blossom fully.

Enter into self and know and be 
the children of fire, water, and stone;
embodied with the genius-gift of each.

Come gatekeepers, now is the time
to fire up souls, water spirits, and stone
by stone build a community of awareness:

Never in the nature of time has freedom
been a seed to be sown and hoped to blossom;
rather, it is innate of nature:  By any means necessary.

Copyright © Millard Lowe | Year Posted 2019

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