Engaged in spiritual labors of love,
We are sowers of fertile poetic seeds
Into the good soil of a Poetry Vibe field,
Where nourishing good poetic fruits grow
To provide energetic sustenance for reapers
Who gather in multitudes to assess a harvest
That is as multitudinous as those that gather here;
Indeed, here in the blessed soil of our Poetry Vibe field
The grand harvest and the reapers are equally balanced
Teaching justice that sowers and reapers, must be in oneness:-