Standing together
threads unwrapped,
impenetratable, not complicit
we remember innocents lost
to remote controlled killing machines,
from within sources of passion woven
richness of colour, keep us dreaming
stitches of time, spinning,
searching clearly for waves of hope.
As winter grows near
something already is being changed,
tomorrow will be time, for light to shine
together tracing unity's breath,
touching horizons. North, South, East and West
from this place, like singing birds
faith is restored, love rekindled,
as voices float freely through the sky,
we continue following paths of heddwch, peace.
wonder who this could be
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