A Mismatched World

Everywhere I look

I see

unexpected partners

dancing as one:

Even streams of golden light and

Rolling river waves;

Improvising wind, unable to keep a constant beat and

Steadily swaying blades of grass;

Measured tree branches conservative in their movement and

Dashing birds, alight with unpredictability.

Me in this world – you in the next,

Held together tightly

by the barbs of love.