Tribe

Left out in the cold

Walking through the valley of shadows

Tripping over false community

Superficial comrades out of sight

Out of mind

The hermit stuck led by the light

Beaming hope and wishing love

A chosen family brought together by shared mission and collective vision

The invisible spirit holding its spot

Till truth rises to the heart linking and joy

I wait patient and isolated forming fantasies of matter molded carefully

From pain transformed into wisdom.

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