Synchronicity

Dàimh

0427.2025

Have you ever glimpsed

the first breath —

and the final silence —

of a soul you were sworn to?

Then felt the instant

you vanished

into the knowing in their gaze,

as if the stars themselves

had charted the voyage

long before your name was spoken.

And the sum of it:

It was always written.

Soul to soul,

one eye,

one flame.

— m.c.f.

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