Hats and pearls and 2 beautiful girls
in the infancy of their promise
Time takes its toll but also bestows
a grace that it truly time-honored

Their crowns are strong, they were all along
their tresses were wild— like fire
They couldn’t be tamed, why should that be the aim?
It’s their wildness conducting the choir

They’d met long before— it’s cosmic allure—
knowing something harmonious would rise
Truth, contemplation, no sticky stagnation
And savoring the love in all eyes

The pearls hung with care— little beads of prayer
round the bright blue voices they owned
Speaking their minds with strength redefined
surfing the vibes they belovedly honed

They’ve donned their hats— released hooks from the past
each using their hands to heal
From heart centered truth— each a hopeful recruit
on the mission towards divinity’s reveal

Tricia Schwaba 2022— Heartfelt thanks to Natalie Grace Craig for inspiring these words.