when you walk out of the darkness with nothing , trust , our fire is your home sit your ass in the dirt and accept a blanket freely given and trust again , some old one will keep the fire for you until dawn and the One sun is upon you , then the old one sleeps
please , nay so shy of the holy nature words those born with every child . fathers and mothers and governments teach them to forget the truth sign of peace shall be this One Language restoration and respect it is old , old language and always new , new good revolution is this in its breathy , togetherness , wild and strong , foreverness spin ra-n-bO !
thanks for your replies . yes , bekyboo , it's some words from me as i remember the gatherings of we , when it's all we can do to hold on to earth and sky . just today i am completing a little book . a lot of ranbO has made it what it is . along the way , you have spoken like angels ... in mystery and with carefulness . i'll bring some of these books to trade circles .
