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Culture

The culture in which we exist

is the product of what we have grown

and nurtured in the lab,

tended and shaped by what it has been fed.

Thus, this culture of hate and fear,

germinated in the test tubes far too long.

Spilling out uncontrolled by its creators.

this culture of exclusion and oppression

borne from centuries of turning away

from the quiet truth lying by the trailside.

Standing in this winter garden,

fog replacing sunlight

drizzle where snow should be,

I ponder what I am growing.

and want to harvest.

A culture of hope and harmony,

Freedom and forgiveness,

Emptying and equity,

Justice and joy,

Love and light,

Your hand in mine.

Every heart, finding home.

I know it’s not too late,

It’s time.

Here, now, forevermore.

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"Every heart, finding home." I love this line! Home as shelter, connection to land, closeness of family. May "every heart find home." Simplicity as its best! Beautiful Larry!

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Thank you Julie. Your comments are consistently kind, gracious and affirming. That speaks do much about you! 🙏🏻

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I keep hoping it’s not too late!!! We have such work to do.

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Yes, a long way we’ve come and a long way to go.

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"Here, now, forevermore." Yes.

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My prayers for today and tomorrow.

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