Coming Together

Give me your crazy

Give me your fearless

I don’t need lazy

I don’t believe the tearless

Give me your soulful, powerful, spiritual teachers.

Give me the enlightened ones, the healers and the leaders.

The most open, the ones chosen

The ones where love is beholden

The ones that speak their truth and seek connections

In all dimensions

Because coming together is shear perfection

It gives my soul reflection and direction.

For those that remind me

When I’m lost they seem to find me.

The ones that push my realness into the present tense

I just say thanks

because in the connection to you

When the door looks locked, I’m able to step right through

And return to what I always knew,

I’m never alone

And in that thought

I am home.

I am grateful.

And I thank you.