I discovered this wonderful new website called, a human thing. It inspired this poem. Please go there and look around, it will make you feel all warm and glad to be a part of this wonderfully messy world that we all share.… and we dance around in the chaos of the waves, wondering what the tide will bring in. shifting from side to side, digging in our toes. … a human thing … and the waves pound us, deep in the chest, trying so hard to take a breath. listening for the voice, looking for the beacon. … a human thing … and we steady ourselves on the uneven surf, waiting for the calm to fill us. our religion is here, where the waves battle the sand. … a human thing … and i turn my head to look at you, the tightrope we’re walking between the waves and the shore. connected by the messy beauty of love, the grayness of that space between. … a human thing … and so many of us, unbalanced on the sand, a community of reluctant warriors. the strength we see in the others, inching our way closer to the waves. … a human thing … and we keep falling down, it’s so hard to keep our balance. i feel a hand reaching for my light, pulling me to my feet. … a human thing … and connected together, we’re much stronger in this space. as we all breathe in the love from each other, falling down, messing up. … a human thing … and if we loosen our grip on each other, we may get tripped up by the sand. don’t give in to the sea pulling us under, we’re all navigating the same stormy ocean. … a human thing … and these tangled words, they tend to lead our messages astray. but we’ll breathe and we’ll leap and we’ll evolve, connected like kite strings, drifting up from the surf. … a human thing … and somewhere in that salty mist, our bare skin is so exposed. we look at all the others gathered here, holding each other in our hands. … a human thing … and love is so much easier than we realize, a laugh, an ache, a song, a story, a smile, a painting, a poem, a glance backwards as the words bounce around on those waves that are far less intimidating when we’re all shifting on the sand together, this is who we are. this is who i am. … a human thing … a human thing
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