Kin Hearts Poem
an ageless song will arise.
Come one, come all as was foretold
renew the verse of the wise.
The wisdom ones traverse a place
neither barren nor dark.
And through the veils of this space
ignite the wisdom spark.
For we, dear Kin, have work to do
our light must never fail.
It is the dark we shall pierce through
wisdom's point the fatal nail.
When Kin hearts long for lands of gold
the forebears hold the key.
For miracles we shall behold
if we can--but simply BE.