Synchronic Shivers

Paths cross
At fleeting moments
On buses, in lines,
On trains, on planes

May never know names
Never know their games

Leave a mark pretty permanent
Etched as a mental remnant

If you aren't Alzheimering
Their essence stays shimmering

A larger relevance
Some significance
To these meetings
Perchance?

(words/ideas by Pragya Thakur)