His Departing Reflection

How strange is the tale of life when reminisced in reverse.

That two paths may indeed intercept in formidable pursuit.

Yet by the dawn of a new day,

you and I forgotten; lost in remnants of time and past momentum.

For once bound by shared feathers of the same wings,

only now to be dominated by the parallels and winds of opposite poles.

We shall never meet again, yet know of each other’s existence.

Broken fragments to linger on within one another;

past residues that cannot be shaken off.

A sacred hymn which echoes within the very earth and beyond, amongst dimensional space

- like lost lullabies.

Somewhere out there....

We are strangers never to look back.