We, flesh, are colorful expressions of sun rays. We, the people, come together to the table. Again, in fullness of being, manifesting equity for all. Expecting discomfort as we birth a stronger vision. Sweeping away the sleepy debris of unrealized dreams. This is not the dream of an infant nation. This is the wakeful tilling of an evolved planter. Seed brought into maturation, through the growing pains of light. Resilient. Committed to remaining present through the discomfort. Awakening to greater awareness of the brilliance that is life in it’s many incarnations. Poised for love. Prepared to fight for our right to love ourselves, and each other, in spite of the forces that seek to divide. We come together in solidarity. Celebrating the fact that we are still here, while confronting the traumas that threaten our vitality and beingness.