On that

Telephone line,

Do you ever

Talk to

Each other,

I wonder?

Or are you

Just strangers,

Like two people

Sitting

On a bus?

- Yoshiko Uchida

There were two weddings this past weekend, and I found myself referencing this poem watching the love unfold in both cases. Older love, younger love, long relationships, shorter relationships. Regardless, all points of love start with a meeting. And that meeting is caused sometimes by a bit of whimsy but also wonder. For if you don't wonder, can you ever really know? If you never wonder about another's soul. Or If you never ask the questions to know a stranger better. Then perhaps it is love you may be missing. The least you can do is try singing your song in the hopes that the bird beside you begins to sing back. And sometimes it does. Sometimes we are so lucky.