So this is what it’s come to?
Promises of a better outcome,
The reality is that you do it yourself,
Controlling forethought and expression,
I really believe it for the first time,
The ancestors have proven it,
Through the rings of the trees,
I feel free.

Thank the spirits, their great guidance,
Lifted by the years, carried by their woven wings,
Happening suddenly as some things do,
My worries alleviated,
Finally can feel something other than,
Menacing outrage,
Cornered worry.