Synchronicity

The way the event unfolded.

Poetry was the premise.

A letter to Humanity was read,

Stories of Love.

Life in the village we spoke stories.

In the village where we were.

My friend is an astrologer she said.

My friend was an astrologer I said.

Who taught me many things.

The folds of reality touched.

How common threads appeared though the events of our lives.

How there is always a common theme with others,

Each poem tied to the one before.

A poem composed between worlds.

The poets are the doorway

From the common to the divine.

Synchronicity allows them to be both at once.