In March Friends Meet
We sit quietly in the Friends Meeting room,
Friends surround us, shoes scuffing, coughs and sneezes now and again
Egg shaped spaces engulf all of us – nicely oval and not too overt
We breathe together, not in unison; our thoughts do not meld
Or anything as mystical as that. The cold air continues outside the hall
Bright morning sunshine breaks through the many windows that line the walls
Warming us nicely as we share common ground.
Someone stands and speaks, then another,
We shuffle inwardly each time
to listen without breaking the gentle cocoons surrounding us
A story, a message, an idea, a fear, an aspiration, a hope for all of us to improve by
Silence returns and we scuff our shoes, and cough and sneeze
We breathe together, lost in our own thoughts of humanity and community
Bringing us peace as we share common ground.
–by Ava Hypatia
Prompt: Join everyone at Open Link Night at D’Verse Poets.