Women, children, men, Take it into the palm of your hands. Mold it into the shape of your most Private need. Sculpt it into The image of your most public self. Each new hour holds new chances For new beginnings. The horizon leans forward, Offering you space to place new steps of change.
People rally around a great vision, stated or lived.
They find themselves in the vision and they find their neighbors. They see a way of living that is larger than the materialism, isolationism, classism that define their environment. And I saw that the sacred hoop of my people was one of many hoops that made one circle, wide as daylight and as starlight, and in the center grew one mighty flowering tree to shelter all the children of one mother and one father. And I saw that it was holy. Not tax breaks.