A Tribe

She walked in the room
Breathed deeply
I am at home
This is my tribe.
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Hearts were wide open
Love flowed everywhere
She looked with all of herself
Third eye awareness.
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How many lifetimes
Had they met in this way?
A cosmic consciousness
To love, serve, remember.
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Rooted together
Healing the self and other
Growing stronger each day
A tribe to call home.
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She walked out of the room
Carrying with her
The tribe’s light
Rooted in loving, serving, remembering.

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