I'm a mountain seed
I'm supposed to be
Where the trees are free
And the deer are people.
Like family.
My family.
Where the streams
Flow over the bones
Of glaciers and the memories
Of sleeping giants
Who will never be forgotten
Planted with the bodies
Of my family.
My family.
Where the wind is free
Like it's supposed to be.
And the trees are people
Like family.
My family.
I don't stand alone
I can always find my home
And my people
My family.
שְׁכִינָה
No one's ever really gone
They live on
In our memories.
Jewish people understand this. We're each a walking
Memorial and museum and library.
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