A meeting of friends, kindred spirits
Of soulful beings with a common understanding
Free from shackles
Jumped off the treadmills
Walked away from wheels in motion, anxiety
The constant need to conform to the norm
So souls can wither and die
In a body that saunters on
No other can see to look at the outward countenance
Seeing only the painted on smiling face they perceive
Because they can’t bear
To delve a little deeper
Get to know the person behind the painted smile
Ask questions, incase they find something unpleasant
Or heaven forbid
Different,
What would we do then?
Look deeper and take in the words unspoken
Behind those you heard uttered to you
To salve your ineffective
Abilities to understand hearts
Take a deep breath and give the time
You will receive so much you could need
Without knowing you require it
Having these friends
Is worth more than any jewel could be
Take the step over the line
Break the barriers and give not only to new friends
Or old friends
But to yourself

To new friends and old. I thank you

Ailsa