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by Bob Howells

Like ribbons of rivers flowing to the shore
We stream from afar to reach this magical space
Where merging with you creates the spirit for
Dancers to fly in flourishes of grace

Singers here find voice for the heart’s own prayer
And piano keys free sweet melodies
To the envy of angels’ harps everywhere
That long to touch what we daily receive

Each time I go to RW Ranch, I feel my heart and have a deep knowing that change is possible.