realities in numbers
what is this, that we call ~
community
does it have a spark, this traditional
ingenuity
do we welcome 'all ' regardless arms ~
outstretched
or are there, dark lines bound less
evident
if we drop, the jurious uncurious ~
defences
are we left with, open heart filled
senses
offline or on, do those boundaries ~
scoff
hiding unkind, behind wounds not
lost
do we go beyond, scratch care pain still ~
bleeding
forgiving to heal, allowing harmony new
seedings
from the world we see, combining our ~
integrities
what do our realities ~
cost
is unconditional hidden or ~
lost ?
photo's taken in Essaouira - Morocco
5 comments:
mmm... i sometimes wonder... think our real community is so much smaller than we at first realise.... especially when people profess to be part of a community when they make little effort to really get to know....
I tend to be part of several communities simultaneously...and then discover (over and over again) that the same people end up intersecting anyway! A collage, a crazy quilt of expanded community connection. ONE community with out imposed boundaries.
i'm still musing on this lol.
generally about acceptance..fears and compassion..love..
but yes.. i think your right suzi..about the smallness..and really getting to know...
"A collage, a crazy quilt of expanded community connection. ONE community with out imposed boundaries."
i really like that Laura :)
i'm a bit of a loner at heart, moved around for so long..i like the idea of open boundaries..
wonderful moments you catch!! regards
i really like
jurious uncurious ~
defences
well, i like all of it. something i muse about too.
and marvellous photos
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