We gather
here to remember this is our home, but not just ours
This land we
live on, this water we drink, this air we breathe
These old
mountains that hold us steady to our ground
These
forests that give us their healing green, these flowers that give us their
beauty and fragrance, these fields that give us our daily bread, these stars
that show us our place.
The
wilderness and the tame backyards, all of it our home.
We remember
the ancestors who have lived on this land, who have shaped it and left it for
us. The Cherokee, the settlers, the
mountaineers, the farmers, the hunters, the immigrants, the artists, the
families, the explorers, the business-people, the engineers, the builders, the
scientists, the teachers, the workers, the leaders. We inherit their choices.
We honor the
animals and creatures that have made their home in this land, the ones here
now, and the ones that used to be here.
We envision
the future generations who will live on this land, and let their voices fill
our hearts.
We gather
here to remember this is our home, but not just ours.
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