“…and forgiving”
do you remember . . .
uncontrolled giggles and belly laughs
ripples of mirth
cascading from eyes to lips
let us travel again to this land of joy
in fact, let us live there
where we are soft and resilient
where ease abounds
and nothing is too sacred to be joked about
where our fears are kites in the wind
and our capricious egos
are watched like good sporting matches
where we know that our culture is a little mad,
but we don’t mind
for we have become curious again
and forgiving,
and now there is trust among us
fools, under the same stars,
here for a while
rejoicing
