connected connection

{ oakland firsts farmer's crossing }

this is the deal. it's about connecting. the intending a clarity, a means to be crossing this bridge appropriately displayed but more as a means to lay it all out. everything i do, is a means to connection. here it is. clear and distinct ambiguity the water now under said bridge. connection yes, to nature myself people motion movement fluidity breath. connection is the underlayment. love cannot exist without it. neither can i or you. yes, in the sense of being lifeless. of course this is a means of my perception and experience. i've lived without connection and it was a means to an end. it all ends, but the colors were dull meaningless. connecting is the root. it brings color vividly flooding and flowing. people bring to me such meaning. i have been humbled and brought to my knees in gratitude, for people. i have known so many. our paths crossing briefly or for quite sometime. the significance not marked by the duration. and i will meet more. always forever i always meet the people i am supposed to. and i have said this before. and i will most definitely say it again. i have met people and connected and felt motivation inspiration validation devotion. in my experience the sharing in the connection echoes and echoes throughout my being. we need each other. the strength is infused when we are connected to ourselves thus creating a stem a grounding thus then a means to reach out. having the layers peeled back and the map of the cords revealed the fibers and strings. to be an oak tree for others. we need each other. yes.