Village

Holistic, purifying, investigation.

Through this journey,

I have unearthed more stones,

Than years of traveling.

Each stone hosting varying difficulties to pry.

Like a Turkish coffee,

The back of each stone,

Proudly reveal a map carved by remnants of the soil,

Soil hugging on to the rock as clues and defiance.

Each collection of stone,

Yields confidence and security in the definitions it alludes to.

I now have a detailed 15-D map.

Of where I have been,

And where I want to go.

Where each stubborn cobweb is,

And the individual properties they contain.

How thick,

How resistant,

How expansive,

How deep.

Outstretched fingers extend as far as I can see.

My tool bag is overflowing,

My conviction is bubbling,

My sight is clean as the rivers of the untouched forests.

I am ready for this new chapter,

Honesty of self has been redefined.

Institutional issues are finally contextualized.

I have power.

I have knowledge.

I have drive.

I have direction.

I have love.

I have so much love for this guided archeology.

I have discovered so many bones, and pots, and plants,

And now I am starting to piece together the story.

My story.

The one my mind has driven away,

But my body and my intuition have never forgotten.

A community has brought clarity and family.

Juxtaposition demonstrating the bright colors in us all.

I feel me more, now that I know others,

In the darkest of topics,

In the most personal emotions.

In the deeply buried reasonings.

Because of the equal vulnerability and exposure,

I felt safe.

Because of the unconventional subjects,

I felt challenged.

Because of the courage and tenderness,

I felt at home.

Strength brought through diversity.

Like genetic evolution,

We all are bringing a different blueprint to the trading post,  

With the collective, we have it all.

In addition to the perspective to choose which aspects to keep and which to discard.

They say, it takes a village.

I finally understand that wisdom,

And cherish this village. 


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