What joy it is to sit with you
And learn of who I am.
And to sit beneath the stars
And learn of what I am.
Stars and memories
Falling
Forming into one.
One who knows
One who feels
Winds blow generation
Into generation.
Stars shine and fall
Births and deaths.
Beginnings and endings.
And all things between.
This is what true nature is
The nature of who I am.
The nature of who we are -
Family.
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