Veronika Van Epp
Poem by Veronika Van Epp
The future hails the past
Drums vibrate the stars
The moon descends to flier the dance
Magistral hands heal with incandescence Timeless wisdom that magnifies the Cordillera
Reverberating laughter caressing the universe
A magyars tears stilled by touch and healing chants
The Ava Katuete, God's
dreams they keep alive...
Adesdum I am the earth that lies beneath your feet
I am the sky that domes above your head
I am the space between the two
I am the sun
I am the moon
I am the seasons
I am you...
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