The world feels a dark and complicated morass
Wherein innumerable lost children drift
In and out of the shadows, greeting each other with a smile or ethereal nod

Isolated, lonely hearts playing
With complex emotions in a word staying
Abreast of all the troubling events for better or worse

Light and laughter dwells but a moment precipitates
In tender unions just before fears foment
A cascade of ****** worries filling up the eternal halls

Then a lit flame at first finds another
Huddling in the dark over scraps kali
Left for kindling a fire in the depths of destruction

At first the two but soon three and more
Shelter the faltering fire taking hold for
Reviving communion among the distanced souls

As more join a bonfire starts and talking
Not just of pleasantries you hear while walking
But of sincere connection between scared children discovering they can conquer the dark, united and lonely

Walking the halls of mirrors and shadows

Some children still pass in the dark hall
Knowing not the darkness nor how small yet omnipresent
They really are in the scope of the full extent of the world

But every once in a while, more often as it grows
A child stops and really sees what the others chose
In banding about a fire fueled by the scraps of a difficult time

Together we unite, together we are a bonfire of crackles and smoke and wiffs of collective dreams

Now is the time, set aside the egoic ruminations

Community Spirit.

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