Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Trust a Stranger




What is it that allows one to trust a stranger,
To move forward in life with them as a partner?
But then do we ever truly know another?
Isn’t life about change, about growth, about becoming better?

As we grow, our parents change, or perhaps our perceptions
As life progresses our relationships, our values, our interests subtly change in importance.

Then, when we do not remain the same,
Will not be tomorrow what we are today.
Then, how does one know, or perhaps hope,
That one’s partner will also parallelly grow?

Or am I getting it all wrong?
Does it really matter if on different paths, to different beats we march along?
Do our parents walk with us, or our siblings, or even our chosen friends?
And yet are we not enriched through their acquaintance?

Yet we wonder what allows one to so optimistically choose
A partner who will always be the other half of our soul?
How does one trust the half to always remain half?
To trust the half to remain our half?

“So what?” exclaim the brave,
“Joyously embrace the change.”
But I wonder, I still wonder
What is it that allows one to trust a stranger?

- Written on February 20th, 2007


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This is why I love your poetry. It feels like you are reading my mind and effortlessly putting my thoughts in a rhyme scheme. This is my favourite ramble followed closely by the elder sibling.