A See of Humanity

I flow in a sea of humanity,
       pretending I am alone.
But in this sea of humanity,
       there is much I do not know.
I look around and what do I see?
Others they are floating like me.
 
Tribes gathering like the seaweed
   beds that otters lie,
clumping together in
       hashtag refrains
calling out each other’s names.
I hear them echo across the
                     wind,
as I swim towards open water.
 
I float in. I float out.
I swim up, around, and about.
Coming into tribes and out.
I am my own group, my own
                      bubble
    floating on the waves.
But I am not alone.
 
I float in a sea of humanity,
   this community
upon which I depend.
 
No matter how solitude I think I might be
No matter how much I isolate within,
   or pretend I am not. I am.
I am part of the dance.
I am part of the sea.
I am connected to, affected by, and
   others are connected to me.
 
I float. I flow. I swim…
even though most times
    I wish
            to fly.  
 
- JP
 
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A See of Humanity
A Star Lite
 
© Jeannine Proulx, A Possibility Pause
The Star Shine Club
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