The Travelers

Particles meet and coalesce

Binding together with relentless determination to exist 

And I am awake

And I am aware

Set adrift into the world rudderless 

Full of hope of curiosity of fear

Choice, destiny, skill, luck

When I met another traveler on the road

For years I traveled alone, now no longer 

I shared my joy my apprehension my awe

The growth of new leaves

The weariness of repetition 

The warmth of the summer sun

The pain of loss and regret

When our differences were as numerous as the Stars 

How did this come to be old friend?

That we would journey hand in hand

Into the void that we do not know.