Human Sea

I’ve always been fascinated by the mysteries of human interactions, and how we have evolved as a tribal society. Today, many suffer from the separation from a community, a sense of not belonging to something bigger than themselves. Consciously or subconsciously, many seek to be reunited with that from which they have been separated. Hope you enjoy this poem.

Human Sea

The fabric of a group

is so delicate

The flow of its conversation

has a magic, mysterious way of

moving from level

to level

Listen to a group by sound

not words

it’s like the sea

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