This thought occurred while sitting in an airport waiting area watching people arrive, some greeted with joy, some pressing on, almost all oblivious to the lives and stories of those around them
All these varied souls unseen
Tied to bodies on display
wandering through lives
To some inevitable
Sigh of release
And all those points
Where souls intersect and join
And where the tether of body and soul, the mind
Found itself in harmony
With the note of another
Together made a life, a song
That would sing, be sung
For all eternity