#180...on emerald people.

Okay, so Ayn, with all of her lovely complexities reminded me of this poem.  I've met, and know many emerald people, and I suspect that my friend, Ayn (et all) is one as well. 

I feel fortunate our paths have crossed so serendipidiously.... 

                                  This is an excerpt from the poem
                                         entitled Emerald People
                                    and was written by Bobbi Murrow. 

"There are emerald people,
earthbound dreamers,
as simple and complex
as nature itself.
Often they go unnoticed,
like acres of Silver Queen corn
amid the bounty of summer fields,
so ordinary to the eye,
few imagine the diversity of treasures
and turbulence within.

Emerald people are the nuturers
standing in the shadow of the noble;
The creators,
distorting or giving reality to life
according to life's need.
Unseen, like the eye of the hurricane,
but with no less strength then the hurricane itself,
they are all around you..."