The Kindness of Strangers

The kindness of strangers
Seems a strange
And unpredictable thing
To rely upon.

Shifting moods
and changing circumstances
Prevail.

The storm of rage
Floods with salty tears
And agonizing screams
From throughout the ages.

But after the storm passes
A ray of light pierces
The murky horizon.

I lift my head
To the sky.
Raindrops dapple
My upturned face.

A rainbow arcs across the sky -
The marriage of light and liquid.
The destruction of the storm
Is required in order to bring
Nature's art into creation.

Each hue runs distinctly
Through the sky
Since time immemorial
Its diverse unity
Has inspired the human
Heart and Spirit.

And I remember.

You are Here.
You are Me.
I am Here.
Now and Forever.

Thank you stranger.