we meet again

on some strange plateau

in some bizarre tableau

not really bizarre

i never believed in deja vu

yet

by some miracle

time has brought us

together

a miracle contrived

true

but those moments

were not a dream

or were they?

was there ever truth

in the saying that

people meant to be for each other

have their paths cross

inspite of

because of

fate?

what future is there

to build?

we build

is it on ageless waves

and must we drift with the foam

forever?

 

© Cindy Lapeña, 2012

 

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