A Tale of Two Worlds

Two worlds collide

One from the East

The Other from the West

One of them starts to speak

The other bates its breath

“Have you seen my good friend?”

“The luminous body standing above?”

“I am afraid not.”

“Have you seen my lovely friend?”

“A glittering star flying over our heads?”

“I am afraid not.”

A choice lies

Between the two faces

Feeling the space

My hearts aches

Why is it?

No matter what I see

The other never sees it?

Should I travel to the unknown

And hope to run into the familiar?

Or should I stay in the familiar

And explore the unknown?

Hoping it does not go the same way

I do not know

I simply do not know

I want our worlds to collide and mesh

Easily and breezily

But I know that is not the case

And it will take lots of work

Work for the story

Work for the tale

So one day, they will stand in awe

of the folklore of it all.