The Thread

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Waiting...

Eyes fixed on a single flitting leaf

Clamor of cars and busses faint distant echoes

Sun glares, relentless and unforgiving 

Still, I sit motionless

Waiting

On this same bench years ago

Waiting for a bus 

Two souls in search of each other

Not looking for nor aware of each other

Destinations entangled nonetheless

Pulling, ebbing

She sat two rows up on the left on this crowded bus

He starred out the window at the endless parade of cars and taxis

Nodding off to the drone of city streets 

She read thru endless job applications in the wrinkled want ads

Now draped on her lap as hope fades into the blurred scrabble 

she stares out the dingy window

Dreaming, wanting, yearning

The night crept silently as a streetlight flickers

His head nudged then bumped on the window by a pothole 

Not asleep nor awake yet he groans

She turns her head ever so slightly 

Their eyes locked as he finds himself alone with her

The bus driver swaying to a song he hums to himself

They both smiled as he rubbed the side of his head 

Feeling, sensing, wishing, gasping

And so did this love story begin

As winter warmed to spring love bloomed 

A lifetime shared in the midst of eternity

Two hearts beating as one

Two souls joined without a beginning nor end

Eternally bound to each other by the thread of fate

Yet now I wait

Snowflakes abound

The bus nowhere to be found

Silence snatches every sound

As a lone leaf falls gently to the ground

And then...