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 ************************ A See of Humanity A Star Lite © Jeannine Proulx, A Possibility Pause The Star Shine Club www.aworldofpossibility.com theauthor@aworldofpossibility.com
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