Continents and countries
Miles between
Somehow we always meet here on this street
Cosmic
Eternal
Or perhaps just...
Small
The foot of the mountain or the very peak
Miles, count the distance you will see
Yet here we are, you and I, at the corner of Myrtle and Fir
Astounding
Ethereal
Or maybe…
Small
Perhaps fate is on our side
Perhaps the stars are perfectly aligned
Perhaps it was always meant to be
Perhaps it’s a small world for you and me
Perhaps a bit disjointed? I don't know and I think I like it. It is rather interesting, how conversations, no matter how odd or unpleasant, can give you inspiration for poetry.
Oh, and the reason I chose Myrtle and Fir is because myrtle stands for "Love" and fir for "Time" which I liked very much.