Lost souls
(We all have a need for society and connection ❤️)
strangers meet like ships
and steal fleeting kisses
amidst the opportunities
and missed understandings
they stand their ground
while waves threaten
to carry them away
to ancient lands
where spirits live
and ancestors still rule
they claim their freedom
stand on the shore
fixed firm like sand
shifting and shaping
a new world
at odds with the old
sickening, decaying
losing connection
strangers wander aimlessly
like spirits in the wilderness
until they find a place to call home
Thought provoking, with many meanings