Highway
By winter jazz
Passing vehicles down the highwayEach heading its own destinationEach meeting its own destinyEver wonderCountless cars passing each otherStrangers from different beginningsWill they ever cross paths with each other?Or every single car that passesCould one of them an old friendNot met for a while?How strangePaths are crossed in lifeYet passed on every dayEach not knowingEach not caringHow many possibilities How many “could have been”sHow many opportunities They have passed byEach dayEvery dayAs they pass each otherDown the highway Of life. Written October 25th, 2001 © on Oct 24 2001 08:28 PM PST 0 • 9
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"Passing vehicles down the highwayEach heading its own destinationEach meeting its own destinyEver wonderCountless cars passing each otherStrangers from different beginningsWill they ever cross paths with each other?Or every single car that passesCould one of them an old friendNot met for a while?How strangePaths are crossed in lifeYet passed on every dayEach not knowingEach not caringHow many possibilities How many “could have been”sHow many opportunities They have passed byEach dayEvery dayAs they pass each otherDown the highway Of life...."