Downsizing

Three Shiny haired sisters Essence of life stored in boxes Found their voice in the church of a solar flare Through years of searching and choosing Dividing and coveting Eyes were opened to examine the story Carried on the spine of our grandmothers The limbs of our father The wings of our mother Breathless from a voyage of the clan We held hands dancing a sister ring Around the boxes That had to be emptied and relabeled Before sunrise