Entering a town without knowing a soul, can always go hit or go miss.
So God led me here, right to this group, familiar as a long forgotten kiss.

Opening your doors to let me be a part, showing me the love that you spread.
Seeing all these people, connected to you, as if by an invisible thread.

So lucky I feel, having come this place full of people all gathered in love.
This special connection you share with each other must certainly have come from above.

A month has gone fast but I know in my heart, how our valuable time has been spent.
Serving those in need can take many forms , even helping them find next months rent.

Sometimes during a difficult moment, an argument can ensue.
But within a day it’s all squared away,  and your friendship is stronger than new.

Leaving this place will sting quite a bit,   I’ve grown quite fond of you all.
But places to go and people to see, is the journey of the wanderers call.

As the world’s greatest poet, that the world has never known.
It allows me to stroll seamlessly, in any town I roam.

Talk to people, tell my shmeele, show them where it’s at.
Some will light up in their eyes and some just say nice hat.

When I find a poem I'd like to read, often they will say.
That’s not something we do here during any time of day.

Stifled and constricted I promptly move along.
Seeing if the next town, wants to hear my song.

When looking for God, the things seen are that.
Always a top, any perception I’m at.

Step into his shoes and he steps above.
Feeling what’s left, an abundance of love.

Kicking the tires, on this giant of a me.
Pulling out ideas, of how it’s all meant to be.

Walking held high no longer stumbling around.
Showing my true self, without making a sound.

Doing my best and giving my all.
Opening myself, for that love comes to call.

This journey of self on the inside and out.
Is made by having faith where you felt only doubt.

To get yourself aligned with the here and the now.
Stop all your thinking about all the why and the how.

Feeling no fear brings you right to the top.
Flow like a river they’re unable to stop.

Give yourself time to work it all through.
Release old ideas to find the real you.

Connecting with people to help you along.
Will change all your feelings of being weak to just strong.

Beginning this process can be started today.
Notice how quickly you’ll find the middle way.

Falling deep inward, with consciousness clear.
Connecting with everything, having no fear.

To ruminate on things, will become such a bore.
When by looking inside, you’ll see so much more.

Be what you want because that’s who you are.  
Free as a fire fly, that escaped from its jar.

Find thoughts and ideas, so fresh and so new.
Releasing the hang-ups, you never outgrew.

Become your true self, to let everyone know.
The changes upon us are beginning to show.

When traveling by foot, across a distance of land.
You come across special people, that will always give you a hand.

Out on the road, no matter how you feel.
Finding other people, that always keep it real.

Remembering other times, being down here before.
Leonardo, Alan, Yeshua and more.

Knowing of all they knew, isn’t as easy as that.
It’s more you feel how they felt, at the time which they were at

If I can see through your eyes, then you can look through me.
Seeing we are the same, stretched out through eternity.

The changes that are coming, are not without any loss.
We guides are put in place, to get new ideas across

Open up your heart, while looking to the sun.
Filling up with light, knowing we are but one.

The system of oneness in our universe, that connects all that we see.
Steering us to choices we need to make, showing how it’s all meant to be.

Each group has their own special way, to communicate with each other.
But underneath is an unseen wave, linking us to Earth as our mother.

Like ants on a hill running about, no doubt to where they are going.
Guided by an invisible tether, giving them direction without knowing.

Science shows us how some of this works, when looking at things that are small.
Often as we begin to look at ourselves, we become blinded and see nothing at all.

It’s important to remember that in all there is, the consciousness we have is just one.
It gives me solis remembering this, making life much more fun.

By thinking you’re not a piece of it all, you place your part on a shelf.
The judgements you give are beliefs that you have, in your mind, about only yourself.