Perrrfection’s Weblog

We have come full circle as we harvest the seed, one mans dream to believe. I hear my grandchildren calling from a day not yet seen, beckoning me to believe. I feel the drum beat vibrating to my inner most being, voices of my ancestors ringing, through my head. Memories of a past not long dead. So recent, so new this page, it is wet. I want to believe. But yet, has something happened so divine, to change our lives, souls, our minds? I do believe. Today here, we overcame fear. Change is our choice. Hundreds of years of silent tears now her people find a voice. And tonight a sea of blue traveled on the winds of hope!