The day is grey and irritable.

I am heavily wrapped up with myself.

The sidewalk lines tick on and on.

A passerby approaches,

walking head down, part of the landscape.

Lamp post, trash bin, pedestrian.

No need to bother.

Then so close our fingertips could touch,

I lift up my face,

say “hello.”

Awakened like sleeping beauty,

our eyes meet.

A full smile blossoms.

“Hi,” is given back.

Fusion of tiny atoms,

in a billionth of a second,

creates the energy of a star.

With that passing by,

I becomes we.