poem of the day November 6

Soul to Soul

Passing ships

Good friends

Bad enemies

Hate to Love

Love to Hate

The energy of

human interaction

Cloudy days

Bright days

Rainy days

Sunny days

Peace to War

War to Peace

Great chasms

Tiny divides

And every

possible

tide within

Every soul

an evening star

Each an individually

wrapped temple

perhaps more

perhaps less

but still part of

the Milky Way