the_same_star Sonya There beyond the fringes of the teal ocean waves and high above the cushions of the maple tree's leaves is where we unite. It is not a visible, tangible realm, but one that is instantly formed each time we look at the same star or when we happen to catch the moon's gaze. We are but two out of hordes of confused souls who have somehow found a way to endure the cataclysm of a contrived society. We watch the storm from afar and have managed to conceive ways to sail through it without destroying our hearts, the vessels of our existence. We have found shelter under the warm roof of a friend's concern, and we have found food lying within the bountiful basket of another's gentle laughter. We lend our compasses of sympathy and we readily hold high our lanterns of support. When I travel far beyond the outskirts of the waters that have already been charted I can always look to the sky and it shall happen. The bench where we would sit, a table for just us, and the pier where we would stand begin to form. We have finally found our way. In this vast ocean of compassion and cruelty we have found nature's miracle. It occurs every time we look at the same star high above the maple tree's weathered branches. 011213 ... birdmad i'll follow it again though i know where it will lead 011213 ... ... . 071124 what's it to you? who go blather from