What I have found in you When I bathe deep in your eyes
Are songs it seems I knew
And stars from other skies
You and I must be
Descendants of the same
Children of the sun
Yet, born of different names
We touch our mother earth
With toes of tortured skin
We breathe our father sky
Who’s living deep within
I feel you brush your fingertips
Across my soul, sublime
With the essence of our people
Separated over time
The present is part of our past and our lives transcend visual reality. ~ Sidney “TK” Yee
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