Quantum Aid Station

 

They come to me

                                randomly

passing by

                               connecting

because we happen to be here

in this moment

                           together…

…serendipitous

                         synchronicity

of smiles at least      and

maybe even words…

…just happenstance

like a sun shower,

an ice storm,

a supernova

(nothing personal)

I sit there and the universe

moves around me

like a merry-go-round.

I identify as the brass ring

no one can grasp.