Ummm...I was thinking about all of you out there in ATS land...pondering this multifaceted community...wondering about how we all seem to fit in
here..regardless of difference or even in spite of same...
These thoughts got my high melodrama juices flowing...in honor of that and all of you I threw a few lines together...
You can call me fool if you like...or any other adjective that might come to mind...through all of my quips and comments...all of my opinionated
responses...my wry attempts at humor...I always come back to the same thought train...
I always think of you all as friend...
Friends never always...see eye to eye...nor is every expression untouched by exasperation...or push back to thought or comment or feeling...
Perhaps fences do indeed make good neighbors...but I would tear down the miles and cultural or language barriers that separate one to another across
this great divide of electron pasture...
I would attempt to explore another thought train...one that included belief in community...in neighborhood...in a more simplistic yet never shallow
consideration that we are definitely all in this together...
How very easy it is to forget such thoughts of neighborhood...how hard sometimes to place oneself in the skin or shoe of another...not really in an
effort to intrude...but merely as a gesture...of one open hand stretched forth across all those many strides that separate...
With that in mind...I pen these words for you...
If you could know the gifts that I receive
From each of you then I would pray believe
That I could like you all and open say
Perhaps this thought might sign a better way
That as I think of each and everyone
It’s humor guides the thought that I’d begun
I fall prostrate and splay upon the floor
Through honors eyes I bow and you adore
So bright I see you each yet how unique
I give my voice to you that all might speak
Of wonders own traverse each breath partake
You all leave sublime as your trailing wake
Please set aside that false deceived refrain
Lay down the harm and never curry pain
Bare those truths that inner often hide
Let laughter fill the space where discourse died
If here to pen that universe where dread
Can never live that there you thrive instead
Where hurt and harm live not nor claim your smile
That frank and open honest converse while
Thank you all for being...