Miles Apart

A woman with a lantern I passed on the trail
Searching for her soul mate, she said
- Surely not more than a mile away.
Just a mile, not such a pity
Why then the mournful look and the veil?
Multiply, Sir, the mile with all the days, months
and years, we so far been apart.
Many lanterns' glimmer afar
Few moments without trialing unrest

A lifetime she dragged in her path.
In her lantern I could see
The now, the future and the past

A mile long existence
Sprained by my inquisition
Unveiled by her persistence
Yet, we were both in the dark
A lantern enlightened two souls
A beacon of eternity passed between two kindred minds.


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