Greeted by a low rumble, there seemed a hum signifying activity and drive. We were expectant, armor of warmth set. Weapon of words drawn.
Increasing sound, each step we took, the beating of my heart matching the pounding of my feet. Questions circulated but resolve was fixed. Hurried pace toward a barrier. Removed. A deafening roar. Then, the sight. Beautiful, passioned. I was overwhelmed.
I wanted to capture the feeling, the spectacle it was. It beckoned us. The click of cameras, voices raised, car horns. A sea of humanity, colorful and diverse. Yes, a myriad of backgrounds and stories, as different as the signs that were held. Yet through it all, one message rang loud and true. It was a song of love.
Surrounded by other, a unity prevailed. Chants continued, wave after wave. Urgency was the undercurrent, but always tempered with love. Emotion resounded, as souls and voices jointly raised sang out words of acceptance, dignity, and strength.
“This land is your land, this land is my land.”
Generosity and hope.
“From California to the New York island.”
Understanding. Openness. Diversity is what makes us great.
“From the red wood forest, to the Gulf Stream waters.”
Inclusion. Family. Arms outstretched.
“This land was made for you and me.”
Justice. Humanity. Love.
“Perfect love casts out fear.” ~1 John 4:18