Memories Never Made
How delightfully intriqueing to think
we might have been like ships in the night
passing one another unaware.
While the summer of love was long past~~
in Hawaii, aloha e maluhia were still abundant,
flourished like mangoes and night blooming cirrus.
i don't know what you look like, yet my mind
rolls over fleeting smiles exchanged with strangers:
At the beach, the zoo, Manoa falls,
in Diamondhead Crater for a rock festival?
Or perhaps while meandering mauka or makai
we passed each other obliviously,
as if inhabiting different dimensions
of the same time/space.
We have to trust that our lives,
like the universe, have unfolded as they should
and brought us here, now.
In a poetry group on another site a few years ago this was inspired by learning that one of my favorite other members had been in Honolulu the same time-frame i was. Thinking about that co-incidence inspired this. Now i often wonder if i've come close to crossing paths with new friends online at other points in our lives. And now, after 15 yrs online participating in social media...i find i sometimes unexpectedly cross paths with people i've met on other sites, sometimes under different screen names (tho i've only had 3 versions of mine all including the word 'fey', i know others may have varied theirs more.