Chance meeting?
Not a chance.
Though you make think it otherwise.
We were there-then,
Crossing paths;
Each wearing our disguise.
Aligned just as we are.
Appearing more than energy.
Sharing one big road.
And, guided by a frequency.
Have you felt it?
Do you know,
A truer side of you?
More than we’re taught
Of who we are,
And what we’re suppossed to do.
