HUNTERS AND GATHERERS


Turn down the lights
The time is near
We gather at the appointed time
Greetings are given
Then she speaks softly
Like a gentle breeze
Caressing our minds
Like ancient times
We listen to the storyteller
Weave the dreams of life
We question all that come before us
As all who share the intimacy
There is wit and humor
Loud laughter heard on silent keys
Time passes slowly at first
Until the rhythm reaches a high pitch
Laura brings out the best
In her guests
And we challenge them
Give us more we cry
So we can learn of this world
The thirst for knowledge
At the ocean of words
This has been a new
And wondrous experiment
To share this community
Of souls as never before
Some have been hunters
Seeking truth by thinning the heard
Others are gatherers picking the ripe fruit
But like all groups we work together
On our quest
Who are we
Where did we come from
Where are we going
We come closer to the answers
Here each night
Our adventure does not end here
We will walk the streets of the night
Our ears ready for new stories
So good-bye to new and old friends
We will meet again another time and place


Michael V Hechtman