SoC 3:1

Passing By
(Ephemeral nature of life. A momentary glimpse)

Once, I sat on warm asphalt
waiting for a bus to carry me
across the arid plain of Texas.
There sat next to me another young man.
He began a brief conversation,
we talked and smiled for a few minutes.
His bus arrived before mine and he left
never to be seen again.
If circumstances had been different
I often wonder what it might have led to.