Banners held high, fingers pushed up for Peace, mouths taking in all the kind words they can bridge, that they might slather over the grimace of our greed. Put our feet in motion! Put our love in overdrive! We've much to unlearn. There’s nothing more, really, that we need to know, aside from “motion creates”… Love and Peace from end to end of our affections cradling us without want, save for the care of the (H)eartH's ailing grief, suffering at the paws of ungrateful beasts. Love, Laughter, Kindness, Joy, Peace, all in motion. Begin. © 2014 Mark Richard Prime
(The Weaver's Song)