Phases in life and the people/friends we meet for a short time |
A Bus Stop in Life A friend, I said, she simply agreed As we waited for life to sort The flow of events, emotions underway And the wayposts to move inexorably To what do I owe the pleasure Is it fate or God or unknown plan Complex it is, divining why Two souls collide to remain a while So on the path we met Circling one another Neither one able to leave Or truly heal each other Proton to proton, headstrong both Broken in different parts yet still whole Sought not by love, but stalked by misfortune Brought on by decisions never intended The circle turns and the path reveals More of the mystery of each For a brief glimpse of what it is not And what it cannot ever be We touch briefly then dance away A spark of recognition perhaps Equally seen as nothing at all Despite the time spinning together in freefall Again and again we meet bouncing farther apart Pain shared, dividing, conquering attraction Then falling together binding without hope Leaving only shared misery with which to cope But a smile breaks through, a silly thing And a laugh shared soothes, numbs us Making the time pass easier For both or one, who knows ? Tis not a journey together or real time Just a pause, a bus stop in life Time will move inevitably faster Bringing finality to all Even unto dear friends Milburn Spencer Emery 9-2008 |