Sometimes
When my sky has turned black
And I’m traffic jammed in a cul de sac
A kind soul unexpectedly walks by
Smiles fondly at me, and gently wipes my tears dry
Sometimes
With a soft velvet word
Or a sign that I’ve been heard
A moment in time, yields the most treasured prize
Where captive souls release into ethereal-lit skies
Sometimes
A rare mystery unfolds that escapes definition
It cannot confine to rules, elusive to recognition
It’s just a profound knowing between strangers
Invisibly drawn into a time capsule of exchanges
Sometimes
I’m just a dreamer, looking at life with chimerical lenses
Trying to see behind and beyond the white picket fences
Surely there is more to the plain vanilla of our years
More to a world that is ever governed by squandered fears.
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