Walking around this small medieval town
I imagine days gone past
Where beauty was honoured and valued
Craftsmanship was of high quality
Stones built into buildings
Stand for hundreds of years
Details everywhere I look
Feel romantic and luxurious
And then I remember
These buildings were built
Even before the witch trials
Herbalists and healers
Were dragged out of these homes
And burnt alive
Simply for the crime
Of being powerful women
So then I'm grateful
And wonder what it will take
To have beauty and freedom merge
Imagining a future
Where it all comes together
Where all live in peace
Where all live in beauty
May we create this time
Right here
Right now