Thread Of Intent

Gliding
through life 
holding onto 
what ever seemed 
to fit at the time;
- any given circumstance
But, truth be told,
truth to behold,
it never genuinely did 
Now, as I glance back
awareness is 
an acquired virtue,
an eye opener,
a solid transforming kick,
a heart stopping pause,
without hesitation,
deep breath - no room to exhale - moment
Off in the distance 
reflective brilliance glares,
reveals all the misfit 
sequence of events;
off the shoulder tie dyed 
one of a kind indiscretions...
And I have no one,
to share the blame
or the splendor
I walk my path alone;
a solo journey - er,
subconscious choice - I suppose
Worthy of mention 
in a high brow setting...
Dialogue superficial,
gender bias,
misogynistic over the top 
detachment of thought
Yet, time nor distance
can deter what has been
weaved together
united via a word,
a strangers glance,
an occasion shared,
 - deemed extraordinary

We are all connected,
a single thread of intent...


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