Strawberry Daughter

by Maigan van der Giessen
Fresh green strawberry leaves reach for the sky
as I reach for my teachers in unlikely places,
I find delicate shoots with strength in their roots.
Early ivory flower trailing the ground,
You are my mothers and sisters who refuse to wilt
your voice is the medicine we’ve been waiting for.
Across the West, we are a garden,
wild and growing!
hearts wide open!
If the weight becomes too heavy
let the circle offer safety
Right Relations starts within,
water the seed.

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