No matter what country No matter what race. No matter what religion No matter what ****** orientation. No matter what peoples we identify with. We are all born of the elements of the same earth. We breathe the same air. We all are warmed by the same sun. We stand in awe of the same moon. We each look up into the night sky from the land of earth. Within each of our DNA We hold the same markers as all of humanity. With our roots reaching back To the same ancestral first man To the same ancestral first woman To ever walk up on our beloved Earth Mother Under sky of our Beloved Father. Remembering a very, very old story About the Dance of Creation. In this dance Yah was alone. Yah desired to share love Yah desired to have joy. Within a dream to share joy Yah looked within and fell in love with the two eyes looking back. Yah stepping in the within Eye to eye and arm in arm In a whirl they turned and danced Spinning in love with ecstasy and joy. Two together within the embrace of love. So so speaks the ancient story Of the creation of the Spirits of Man. Long before we were each Born of the elements of the same earth. No matter what peoples we identify with. No matter what ****** orientation No matter what religion No matter what race. No matter what universe, galaxy, Solar system, planet, continent or place we hail from We are all related in Love.