“Stranger on the Street”
I ask from somewhere unknown—
“How long does love last?”
The answer comes from someone I do not know—
“It is a flash of lightning that shows the soul. It is not memory lingering or future anticipating. It is fiercer than that. Love is not destiny. It is here and gone like a star falling from the sky. By asking the question, you miss your chance.”
I listen and thank a stranger that is myself, a stranger I will never meet again in a place I do not know.