something about parting....

Something silent, something sweet

When souls meet, something silent passes by.

Not like when 'people' meet.

People ask questions,

seek to find connections,

disagree,

fall in love,

battle with each other,

reunite or part in anger and regret.

When souls meet, none of that matters.

When souls meet, something silent passes by

and they travel together—side by side--

or one behind the other, or the other way around--

until they part.

And when souls part, something sweet passes by.

Gratitude, people might call it,

or even Joy.

But it is sweet to travel on

apart.

Silence and sweetness:

what could be better?

What could be more right?

JGB/8-16-2013