In Response to ~ Brian's Meeting The Bar: It’s a small, small world — at dVerse Poets Pub ~
people, at first strangers
enter soul's chambers
create a
spark, a fire
In scattered ashes
One reaches
out to touch
nothingness, visible
To hold, yet
the presence is felt, known
as the hidden heart connects
in unseen oceans of emotions

Comments
In scattered ashes... love that... so true, amazing how someone who was once a stranger can mean the a lot to you after awhile