Do you remember the time when we moved with the sunrise, waking with the birds as she cast her first hopeful light over the horizon? Do you remember the time when the soles of our feet were familiar with the soul of the earth? Or the time when our muscles ached with joy at day’s end?
Do you remember the way we told stories by moonlight and made music with our voices and hands? Do you remember the time when the food on our supper plate still tasted of the earth from which it came? Do you remember what it was like to own a little and love a lot? Or what it was like to feel a part of things? To know our place in things? To feel the gift in every breath?
Do you remember the way things were, before the way things are?
Do you remember? Do you remember what it was like? What it was like to be alive?
Love and courage,
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