This is from Kate:
Hey Ben –
Here is something I kept. I have no idea where it came from. It is typed yes, really on a typewriter from back in the day. I have no idea who wrote it. But it fits today as I am sure it did then.
Father Spirit, Master of Breath, Creator of All Things, Giver and Taker of Life.
You gave us life in the bursting rays of the rising sun, gave us full potentials to be a great honor to you, but we have let our foolish pride, our bloated egos, and our desires for personal gain come between ourselves and the Fire.
Through our own stupidity, our days have been shortened. Our Sun is going down, not in the glorious rays of a beautiful sunset but in the dull grey shadows. You gave us life, we let it slip through our hands.