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.