Think about all the people
you’ve met over the years,
is there a rhyme or reason for ’em
or a purpose not always clear?
We leave a bit of self,
in everybody that we meet;
and take a piece of them with us,
exactly what we need.
Like a little spritz of stardust
that is sprinkled all about,
every place we go our glitter
mesmerizes there’s no doubt.
If together long enough
we begin to sound like them,
it’s amazing how that happens,
finishing sentences they begin.
Think about the many people
who’ve impacted you over the years,
some you knew forever,
others, a face, a silent tear.
Do we consider the importance
of each and every person that we meet,
it’s for a divinely appointed purpose
though the reason not always seen.
Sometimes we never learn it,
others are right before our eyes,
but there’s a reason, there’s a purpose
that lives on long after we have died.
Then, is it true the more we meet,
the better off we all will be?
Or, do some impact more profoundly,
their impact clear to all who see.
So lets slow down a moment,
let the dust fall where it will,
and see no one’s a stranger,
their glitters still sparkling after all.