Journey

We all are likened to comets,
time bound-- briefly passing,
once in a while touching
each other's horizon;

We are souls
yet on a physical journey
time and time again colliding,
bringing sparks of light
in each other's way...

Ah, the way we
have collided--
is but wonderful;
every encounter,
every chance
when we did
come across one
another's courses;
every experience,
be it lovely or painful,
our trying moments,
or swift
jovial
intervals
all these seasons
they do gently shape us into candor.

Life,
in whatever face
we may see it,
is beautiful.
These brief
introductions
we have of
one another
are laden with great purpose
to re-process, re-create us--
a simpler, more humane person.