Amidst the rush of crowded streets,
Each face a story, incomplete.
Eyes that speak of dreams and fears,
Lives entwined through passing years.

In silent moments, we collide,
Souls exposed, with nothing to hide.
A fleeting glance, a shared smile,
A connection that lingers for a while.

Strangers’ paths that cross our own,
Unseen bonds that we’ve not known.
In the tapestry of life, we’re threads,
Weaving stories, in hearts and heads.

Remember this, as you go,
Every person, a seed to sow.
In the garden of human grace,
We are one, in this shared space.