Poème pour ma Grand-Maman
À l'aube du jour,
dans les limbes inconscientes
entre les profondeurs du sommeil
et l'éveil,
j'ai reçu ta visite,
ma Grand-Maman.
À l'aube du jour,
dans les limbes inconscientes
entre les profondeurs du sommeil
et l'éveil,
j'ai reçu ta visite,
ma Grand-Maman.
A poem for the year that is gone.
Together as beings we will stand
Against powers we won't bend
To those who want to divide
We'll say we won't abide
As our freedoms we conquer
We must hold tight to one another
We must look through each others eyes
For this is the only way to rise
May our souls finally touch
For a new world where In Us We Trust
Nov 27, 2022
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