Intimacy of gathering.
The unfathomable mystery of the other in a moment of vulnerability and pause, each unknowable soul brought together by unique impulse.
How strange that individuals can be so connected, sharing communion with one another in a common circle of action, and yet adrift, contained within the self’s inferences and bound through time’s web of experience to their own vision of existence.
But if an outward glance is braved, these guarded seeking selves can find harmony with the other.
To each their own we come, yet as many made whole we depart.
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