I don’t know you,
and you don’t know me;
we discover each other
in the Unknown.
It is possible
that we met five billion years ago
at the formation of a star
and have been drawn back to each other
by some kind of divine loneliness,
God’s mad yearning
for herself.

Loneliness is not a negative thing,
it is the gravity of love,
a brilliantly intelligent nostalgia
that pulls lovers back to each other,
keeps them on the path
and prevents them from settling for less
than the kind of love that endures
five billion years of burning.
Forgetting, remembering, forgetting,
like breathing, like the tides going in and out.
I don’t know you,
and you don’t know me,
but we recognize each other,
here in the Vastness.

Jeff Foster