How Many

How many are here? Slip sliding through the words hiding between the laughter and the tears, the years of sadness, loss, love, its fear and promise and hope? The poets and the writers of narrative and prose revealing and leaving messages to be deciphered from the heart and soul of inspiration shared. How many? Seeking release and freedom from their bonds of love unexpressed and burdened hurt gnawing within and loneliness unfilled and unseen, unnoticed by the outside world. The word magicians, the artists painting pictures and images exuding deep inner emotions and feelings too often hidden burning the body, mind and soul into extinction. How many are here? Come one, come all, uncounted to the open fields of time at last released, of vision and images, of hopes and dreams, of promises yet to keep and be revealed here.