The Fringe

"THE FRINGE" 

We always recognize each other right away 

Kindred

Beloveds from many lifetimes 

Come around again

Committed to the journey 

To experience, grow and love 

We're wired differently 

And when we plug ourselves in 

To their carefully crafted grid 

With it's rules for survival and success 

We wither 

And so we weave in and out 

Sampling their soup when we must 

But always finding it comes up short 

Leaving us cold and hungry 

And so we make our own way 

Creating a place of love, and warmth 

From what they discard without thought 

They call us flighty, dreamers

Irresponsible, lazy

Unrealistic 

I'm okay with that 

Oh my beautiful tribe 

Here on the fringe 

Here where the ancient wisdom is still honored 

Where the truth of the heart and spirit 

Wins over dollar and duty 

Where nature speaks and we hear

Where the body is sacred

And body, mind and spirit flow as one

Oh yes my dear ones 

I don't miss the grid at all 

And every day on the fringe with all of you 

Is a gift beyond the telling 

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️