Written at San Francisco International Airport
May 20, 2012
May 20, 2012
A sea of humanity in San Francisco [Flickr page]
A sea of humanity
washing past me in wave after wave
of endless variety:
ages, colors, styles of dress,
silently borne collections
of thoughts, loves, and creeds.
For once, at last,
they do not break
on the rocks of my judgments.
My mind does not thunder
with the force of their numbers
against my incompatible notions
of what they should be.
No spray of protests flies upwards
from the question once asked continually,
“Why not them, rather than just me?”
Sailing, now, in a sea of humanity
where the waves just move on,
untroubled by the presence
of a mind set free.
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First posted on Facebook May 20, 2012
