Children of Ages

Living deep

rocking Earth cores of my soul

vibrations rolling thunder

til roars  escape

They emerge in waves of lava flow

these millenium walkers

hurricane currents over skin

Eroding and renewing

remembering footsteps of determination

across scorches of desert sands

some mountain-like phantom of a king whispers over the night

“we call this one the light that guides in the dark”

Old mother responds from beads that ring rhythm’s universal language

“she rides the waves of sand dunes and ocean waves

across the curve of hips that hypnotize”

This just one moment of the millions of unions

these winding brilliant adventures of passion

We are the creations of thousands

the result of nations fusing

whose poetry melted inside the fiery passionate creation

of we

We are the children of ages


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