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Mary Valiakas - 25 Apr 2019
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True story: Full moon just gone. Sunset, next day. On both occasions an opening in the clouds paused over the glowing orbs. Two eyes appeared to us -- one gold, one silver. A face in the sky, divided by time. 

 

Does its mouth open? What words will tumble forth? Will they fall like rain, spreading rainbows in the sky? Or will lightning strike tourists from your monuments? (http://bit.do/eQxYq) Flood mayhem through the streets?

 

Listen to the children when they cry! (http://bit.do/eQxYz) They will inherit the earth – but we've spent the inheritance. Will they be heirs to shopping bags and chicken bones? (http://bit.do/eQxYS) Or can we elevate our legacy, and be the ancestors they need us to be? (https://urlzs.com/jm8n)

 

Image by Dariah Lazatova

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