This I know…

THIS I KNOW…  

©Aliana Alani 2015

As we search for wings we once had,
Trudging along dust-filled roads,
Hoping for rose petals in unlikely places,

As we scan pristine skies for long-needed rain,
Picking the bones of ancestors,
Sweeping the streets clean of the tears of hunger and war,

As we dare to dream or desire,
To rise up or to care,

It comes to this –

There is only room for love now.
We only have room for love.

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