Passing by..

Passing by,
we see others,
just a glance,
or a smile,
as we walk to our cause.

A moment of connection,
or our clumsy whims or fancy,
wondering their presence,
their life or work,
or just a simply form of attraction.

Passing by,
not much to spare,
Being busy with self,
in the life of fast pace,
returning to old life.

But then something changes,
or just some impulses,
giving some serious thoughts,
simple look or stares,
or little courage to meet...

So...brings the attachment,
forming of relations,
moving to more, solidifying,
Some words, assurances...
forming like a bond.

Passing by,
All it took...
a moment of pause,
first step to unknown...
and life goes on.😊