A Thought

To a tryst

A conversation. Many conversations

To a journey

With laughter, egos, truths

A little bit of magic

And a whole lot of serendipity

To the crossing of two paths

The evanescent nature of life

The shimmering sound of a heartbeat

To love

In its many forms,

Resplendent beauty.

To the incandescent candle that was lit

Unknowing of the length of the wick

And the lack lustre beauty of molten wax.

Thank you.