I am—you are—

I am—you are—the tribe—those people—these peoples—the race—all peoples—all beings—rocks—rivulets—winds—things that crawl—relatives who wing across the sky—eagle far-seeing, raptor talon and beak flesh-ripping—relatives who swim with fins—swirling waters—spinning hurricanes—planets—galaxies—universes—great clouds of star-gases forming the as-yet unformed. I am—you are—the great whisper—love—hate—evil—fear—mystery—wonder—awe—creativity—destruction! I am—you are—what you love—what you hate—all you feared—or can fear—every nightmare—every running but your legs won’t work—every lover’s embrace—every climax—every failure to climax—every baby—every dying old one yet living. I am—you are—the big bang—the primordial mud—the lightning—the first single cell—the swimmers—the creepers—the reptiles—the four legged—the first to stand upright—and walk! I am—you are—the ever coming together—woman and man—families and children—tribes and then nations—and after all these millennia—symphony!—Dance! This is who I am—you are!

:- Doug.

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