Like the trunk of a redwood with robust ballast
Prosperity comes as others nurture from our chalice
Firm in our presence sure of our way
Comfortable and steady a rock in the fray
Our rock solid presence emerges and takes over
After many years of tilling mostly under cover
Finally it happens the transition inside
Something rolls over you can no longer hide
You are a dynamic presence standing very strong
Without a sense of fleeing you know you belong
Rooted in your wisdom solid values like a rock
With a pace that’s steady like the tick of a clock
Your power frightens others the vibe scares them off
Especially those hiding behind collars and sacred cloth
Others admire things that you do
You’re mindful of the truth it’s not about you
The primary focus giving to others
Make sure they’re ok your sisters and brothers
As you keep traveling this path that you scythe
Your holy aim here narrowing what divides
Are you giving enough?
What else might you do to take care of the people you are closest to?
People in the next circle? People you do not know?
How satisfying would that be?
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