Funny how the mind works
as time slips by beholden
to memories brought to mind
at the wit and will of some
grand design we’ll never understand
A stray electron fires
and suddenly you’re surrounded
by the ocean waves crashing around you
tearing at the sand
and the pitter patter of raindrops falling
as you hang back from those
that fate bid accompany you
when she was the only reason
you are where you were
A face, a name, a memory
that hasn’t crossed your mind
in what might as well be forever
flashing bright into your vision
You smile in that old nostalgic way
as a moment that meant so much once
(and yet so little overall)
fills you with a melancholic reflection
of what was and is and might have been
all at the whim of certain chance
a fleeting glimpse of another world
a lost time and place
once and who knows if again