FATE (a poem)

A pretty dancer, gliding, calm
beholds a waiter, cannot hide
Beguiled by unspoken charm
They drift together, as the tide

They do not know the outside force
that seems to drive them, one to one
but now their lives unfold on course
before they met, it had begun

Drawn beside him, lost in thought
a simple comment leaves her lips
A silent smile, a moment caught
they crash and cave like unmanned ships

Inside, a new connection made
eternal, certain, all entwined
No matter how the game was played
now both shall leave it all behind

In time, in love, in truth, it grows
though neither seems to guide nor steer
like water through the landscape flows
their paths, their lives, all led to here

RC 14-3-26