Old ones, forgive our footprints. Forgive our cairns of trash. Our noise and vapors swirl away and leave these words at last: We did not come for glory or for material needs; We came to learn your story and carry home the seeds.
Old ones, forgive our footprints. Forgive our cairns of trash. Our noise and vapors swirl away and leave these words at last: We did not come for glory or for material needs; We came to learn your story and carry home the seeds.