​The Tribe

Camaraderie —
laughing endlessly. No matter where you’d be, the tribe is gathering. To some, it’s soul family —

“Me? It’s the people we meet.”

A thousand scattered commonalities, Each one a thread of familiarity. Opposites — constantly contradictory. No worry.

As if a fated journey, With companions — Worldly.

Meetings occurring absurdly, Sharing truth too early.

Connection: working.

The best things in life, come without searching. Require no purchasing.

Shine on you human being!