Sight
So easy to believe in another.
Difficult when it comes to me.
Foresighted gift of the Mother.
A treasure entrusted to see.
Past times tell us how we were.
Blood of kingdoms high.
Cast out from the land of the Pure.
Wings clipt and we no longer fly.
Open your heart and remember.
What it is we came here to do.
Hand in hand we move together.
Sight coloured in its true hue.
~Introverted Sage~
04.2023.07
