What are the chances 

of two lost souls 

light-years apart

colliding twice in life?

Astronomical. Yes!

The dance is sweeter, 

with ego out of the way. 

All that remains is love

purified by the same rock-bottom

pressure that turns grains of sand into

pearls, coal into diamonds. 

Not lustful love, agape. 

Godly, unconditional love for humanity. 

Forgiving. Accepting what was 
and what is.

Love that understands 
the echoes of life: 

we are one,

self-love shines divine, 

what is meant to be 
will always find its way.

Namaste.