Listen little ones
And pay attention.
You need to know
That you are the embers
Rising from the cool ashes of the past;
Igniting flames of the present
Burning new paths to the future
Shedding light over false realities
Of a dream deferred:
Dream catchers
Are not predators;
Reality is not a prey
To languish in the net of deferment!
Listen little ones
And pay attention.
You must know and feel the buoyancy of the past;
You must know and rise to face the pregnant future above you.
You must become and be
The pregnant hope of the dream’s reality.
Germination time is short;
The pressure of time pushes on.
Listen little ones and know:
Anchored ancient roots deeply grow
Nourishing the ancestral trunks
Whose budding floral branches beget
The ripening seeded fruits that you are.
Listen little ones
And pay attention:
That you may know and understand
The dept of your liberating dimensions.