Parking lot windmill
Blades spin in silence, marking the way.
Rolling field of cars, trucks
Patchouli, silver, crazy hair
All marks of common individuality.
The pine forest path, is alive with
Footsteps and hoof beats.
Humanity and animals moving together
In one direction, with one purpose.
The darkness and shelter of the forest
Leads the way as
Geese fly overhead honking their
The aromas of open fire cooking and
Dried herbs greet before they are seen.
The tide of humanity funnels through the
Narrow gate and the fair experience begins.
Rows of tents housing crafters of natural goodness and
Organic foods are offered for sale.
Barns of animals grace the open fields
Sharing this natural experience with us.
Life the way is should be, always,
Natural, whole, nourishing and good.
Children dressed as vegetables
Parade around the grounds.
Dirty faces, hay filled hair and
Bright sparkling eyes of health.
The common experience of wholeness
Completes the equation, no litter, no lies.
Only goodness and the hope for a new, gentle and wholesome
Way of life is to be found at the Common Ground Fair.