Multifaceted people, gathering together, talking,
getting to know one another.
Practical oneness beginning and ending conversations.
Starting to portray a pattern to follow, attempting
to draw closer together.
A loneness stands in the pit of each one and every
person, in their own way, develops a speech pattern
to converse with.
Stuttering and stopping, noise of voices and sudden
halting quiet.
Everyone getting up and helping to clean up or pack
their things.
A wonderful day of peace and quiet, touched by hidden
angel wings.
All go home and settle in with their families.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/practical-oneness/
