We journey together:
Different cars, same TRAIN.
I wander the aisles looking for you,
Longing to connect.
You seem out of REACH:
Traveling in parallel
Lines never touch.

READY or not, we are moving forward –
When we get there,
Will we be in the same REALM?

Georg’ann

On cheek, TRACE of tears.
Sobs had been HEARD in next REALM.
Empty now, she slept.

Heather