Howling for justice
while trampling hope,
curses swell with fury
under dark morning skies.
On this day of choosing
let the river of blessing
flow from our hearts—
like the Magdalene
bearing seeds of the Anointed
through long nights of ignorance,
giving birth to light.

 


                                                        de Young Legion of Honor

 

Reading of “Seeds of the Anointed” with music by Richard Thompson

 

 

 

 

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  1. Then She comes trailing a dark night, a blessing from her time in the city.

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