In community there is joy and beauty and strength beyond measure. Behold what we, together, have wrought:
My space ship landed in the garden of this happy Pebble Hill church and . . .
I saw so many colorful flowers,
. . . and colorful villagers in profusion
Joy and love and celebration live here!
Next thing I knew my heart opened so wide that I started to float about and sing, “When you wish upon a star . . .”
And from the star I saw earth and wished so much that it could be like this wonderful land . . .
Blue ocean, blue sky! Let’s care for them and Mother Earth. Make our stand!
So much beauty, so much beauty, as far as the eye can see!
My heart cries, my heart sings, my heart is joyful, my heart is smiling at you right now!
So the spirits rise and dance and swirl as one heart and soul.
And we celebrate all that we share with joy and freedom.
I laugh with a giggle of relief, I am finally home to the Pebble on the Hill from my long spaceship ride that arrived.
We must be the drop of water in the ocean of humanity that creates the ripple of peace at our collective hearts.
I, the writer, stand wordless at your gates.
Alien nevermore!
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