Thy beauty opens flows of gratitude ... beloved.

She is radiant
She is beautiful
She is me
She is you

As fire and water
Dance and flow
The inner
Becomes outer
And begins to glow

We are like stars

As we heal our scars
Battles won
Battles lost

Our sons who have battled
Will come home at last

The war is over
For good
May our fathers
Come home

Your children await you
Your mothers too
Having grown
Having healed
They are ready for you