Finally their chance, their day in the sun, freed from the shadows and illuminated by the colors...

Finally their chance, their day in the sun, freed from the shadows and illuminated by the colors - forever left and lost - at last a champion to blaze the way - their way…

Bothered, charging back, regressing, bent on spreading the word and sounding the alarm, triggered by these others still dancing forward - look at where it has taken us - we knew better…

…triggered also, zealots on the advance, pure and straight their aim to take it all back, now, bulling ahead, full of hurt and bent on spreading that - knock any and all out of our way - with us or against us - liberate… 

Still centered, stilled themselves are our lovers, the antics swirling about them, the grander beauty of this haven still within their grasp, finding their way thru the lost and disappearing elements, they can see the many paths unfolding - yes, yes indeed, so much love here, so much finding - but their is indeed a grave possibility - far more than even these ones understand…