Well, travel well.
You two who shall
rule with the Christ
who sacrificed
his own desire
for what was higher:
CREATOR'S WILL;
which pow'r is still
the pow'r of love
from who's above
yet still would lift.
The children's gift
is so to be
more like to he
who gives his life
to gain much strife,
but too to gain
through all the pain
a child who loves
- not 'cause of shoves,
or force of arms,
nor from some charms;
they own what's sown
from flesh and bone
with actions and
with understand-
ing words that match
so good plans hatch
with bad dispatched.
The eggs are hatched,
and cobras, or
the doves, they bore
are seen quite clear.
As fruits appear
on bushy plants
they show, per chance,
the colours true
of what things do
and don't become.
Re-salting sum.
The light is come.
So don't be glum!
Rejoice, with noise.
Be glad, with poise
born from freedom
that's not fashioned
but chooses what
is clearly not
come from despot.
This choice is got
& given from
heart of freedom.
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