They nailed the law of the land
to their withered oaks
Toasted with wine glasses,
shattered in celebration
upon the pavement of promise
Red wine/ red blood
Spilling/mingling
While the old ones continued knitting
the fabric of forgotten ways
to bind and heal our broken land
Binding Times is well done, Rachel. I love the succinct description, fine tuning the message down to the powerful core.
Thank you so much Nancy 🙏🏻