Call it what you will.
When stars collide in heavens,
Halt and feel the chill.
It happens for a reason,
I’m pretty sure of this.
Like meeting for the first time,
Sharing that first kiss.
The strangest interaction,
When life blows you clean away
And all that once seemed normal
Now holds little sway.
Collision course in heavens,
For spirits in the night, who
May, someday, meet upon the earth
And everything feels so right.
Nothing comes from nothing
But so does everything.
Matter matters, spirit matters,
The joy that both may bring.
So question not when fate decides
To throw a spanner in the works
And stops your little factory.
It could just be good luck.
But one day soon, eventually,
The plan may realise
The best for you, you never knew.
It all may make you wise
In world and spirit happenings
Where some things you think you fear
Until the day it hits you. Wham!
And makes everything crystal clear.
Yet again, Mark, you got me thinking through the night. 🙂