A Stranger

I had met this person before, yet he was a stranger, From the land where I’m from – making do in a different land. Just like me. As he spoke, the language called to me, Like a parent. A mother. He was afar, yet there was a connection. Gaze met, nods exchanged, like we were friends of old. A simple gesture – yet mighty powerful, changed the day. The flowers smelled sweeter, birds chirped louder.…