My Village

You will find me in the village of the western corridor.
Down by the old canal.
That is where my heart lies.
When you visit, be sure to stop at the used bookstore.
Pages upon pages waiting for your selection.
For lunch you can grab organic at the co-op.
Stop by the community garden for some fresh broccoli to cook with dinner.
Don't worry, the potatoes you planted are safe from harm.
I can promise you that.
This is your new life remember.
Say "Hi" to her, as she enters the shelter for the first time.
Fear on her face. Scars you may never see.
Big steps she took, you know that path well.
Be sure to show her love,
for she might just swear it off altogether after that.
Be sure to stroll by the river on your way to yoga class.
Your release awaits you.
I will be there to hold you and tell you it will all be okay.
After class stop by for a fresh Venti' Latte' with a shot of butter rum.
They are a fair trade bean.
Brought to you by a local roaster.
While you're there sit down on the sofa and chit-chat with your friends.
Enjoy the melodies of the local soloist performing today.
applaud loudly, for a brave career is about to begin and you were here to witness.
Did she read that in the cards, you wonder.
Your own reading awaits.
The fireworks will be in the sky tonight.
In the sky and in your heart.
independence is not taken lightly.
You know the battle well.
Let's throw a blanket on the lawn and mingle with the fellow villagers.
The festival will be here all week.
Multitudes of faces hustle and flow.
The energy is everywhere.
Life is everywhere.
This is the village where I live.
The village where my heart lies.
The village I will share with you.
The village of the western corridor.
Down by the old canal.

1.18.06 by CarolB.