Come, weavers of story, art and song Let us gather together for the time has come To weave a new vision For those yet to come For we are the ancestors of our great granddaughters and sons. Bring your voice, your hands, your heart or your drum Whatever it is that you make your art from For if we don’t we may well choke On all the words we never spoke and all the songs and poems we never wrote, and the fires within will let turn to smoke. For a vision, a dream, channeled through a brush stroke, a song or a scene Can be the spark that lights the dark we find ourselves in Art is and always has been a way for spirit to be seen. So come way-showers, weavers of spirit in form, let us gather together around this fire once more singing: What wants to come through you? Call it in, call it in Remember why you came! And Sing! even if your voice shakes Dance! until your heart breaks open Sing! Even if your voice shakes We have come to create beauty!
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