I’ll know you because
We drink from the same common-ground cup
Though we take our fair-trade tea differently 
I’ll invite you, you’ll invite me
To some talking-with somewhere
At the table there’ll be all the stories 
All the damn fine stories
The world ought to have wondered about
And with what wonder, they’ll raise their cups and clink and think
Grateful now, for our tales 
Thank-filled, for the truth now 
Not wanting the ado anymore