I Dream
I dream of a village that works together to help one another stand.
I dream of a village that shares wisdom, knowledge, food and land.
I dream of a village where there is support for injustice, devastation and loss.
I dream of a village where we can help minimize each others personal life cost.
I dream of a village that shares love, kindness, encouragement, shelter and food.
I dream of a village that shows compassion for the grieving, sick and lonely.
I dream of a village where people see that "I" is not nearly as beautiful as "we."
I dream of a village in my times of need to escape to a really safe place.
I dream of a village where we could offer the whole world peace and grace.
Debbie M. Wilson
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Sunday, March 9, 2014
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