Changing Seasons

Miracles bound by hands of hope

The gathering of seasoned hearts

Lacking any form of hostility 

Prayers reaching sky high

Their voices filling empty seas

For they seek things standing above

Nations come causing confusion

Yet, they remain

Unity, kindred

passed down from generations

Of their mothers and fathers spirits

Good intentions replicating

through changing seasons 

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