Camp

creating a mandala 2

Mungali
We came
Sang, shared, sisterhood
Brotherhood, unity, treasure hunts
Peace

Little
Things sing
To the heart
Picking a song’s tune
Guitar

Unity
In camp
Everywhere we walk
Glow worms in line
Night

By June Perkins

Rippling on, this poem was written after attending an Indigenous youth empowerment Camp.

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