Gather round, be present!
Listen to words granted me
(presumptuous vessel)
by the muse.
The fates weave
and spin us a journey,
this magic epic
called a lifetime:
and when we accept the blessing
we fulfill life’s promise
with every word and deed.
The path may be empty, or crowded;
the trip, a solitary one.
But in some epics
we are granted a partner:
an apparition,
a colleague,
a sidekick,
a cellmate,
an accomplice,
a trouble maker,
a co-pilot,
a co-conspirator;
a counter point,
a counter weight,
a date;
(a friend, a lover, a soul mate)
a persona whose itinerary
just happens
to converge
with our own.