To the break of dawn..when the roosters sings that song of a new day....the trees tell us how to live. the ground holds us in balance, the universe our mother extends here hand of love created by her. To become a planet rock as time moves in cycles. Who will become that light we used to turn on in Kemit. Who will love like the first burst of the big bang. Don't deny us for simplicity. Don't come with some worship of vanity. Don't play life out with confusion. You might need us one day when we become the spirits in your mind. Put on your true self and see how nature will love your progress.We are suppose to shine. Ask your true cells!!! eye loved you for a reason said our ORI !!!