EPISTEMY

Let this be the year that minds crack open wide 
 Spilling over with all that the 
 Eyes can hear and ears can see
 With all that the heart can sing
 And mouths can beat
 With hands that walk and giving feet
 I look into the blur of city lights
 And see bodies smiting their eggshell exoskeletons and taking flight 
 I see knowing and knowledge 
 Brimming over the edges of thought
 Building bridges that have brought bringings and 
 Truth bells in steeple minds ringing. 
 And temple selves uprooting foundations to walk the streets singing. 
 Let this be the ripest fruit of the life tree freeing 
 Itself from low hanging limbs. 
 Let this be the time we reach out our hands to grasp it. 
 Let this be the time that the crisp truth of it All
 Drips off of loving tongues and lips. 
 Let this new age grab us by the hips 
 Dancing, singing, rejoicing 
 Let this be the year for voicing that the sacred lives 
 Lives love in you in me in everything we see. 
 Let this be. 
 Let it be. 
 Be. 
 

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