They fly in with their wings spread wide and Joy brings them
safely down to the rich brown earth, the turning twisting falling
leaves, a glorious carpet for their feet. When the clouds gather
turn grey from white, shed tears to nourish the Life below,
we celebrate. We know. Earth meets Sky. Love greets Sorrow.
Gods and Goddesses whisper: Peace is All you should pray for.
Love is what you need. No boundaries here. You are free.