What if these walls,
Were never meant to fit
The places where imagination swells?
Searching outside the boundaries,
I found ones whose wilder rhythms hold truths expansive.
Within their canopy was space for peace.
May I look back to find,
That while I may have felt adrift,
My journey was an invitation,
To a shared table, planted on nourishing ground.
That beneath the soil our stories entangle,
Holding each other loosely.
A unique and broadening community, seemingly random as dice,
Yet exploring curiously and calm.
