2025-08-14-2
No Coincidence
No footstep falls without a thread,
No passing glance is ever dead—
Each soul you meet, by fate aligned,
Is written in your grand design.
A stranger’s smile, a fleeting touch,
A heartbreak that once hurt too much—
All carved to teach, to break, to build,
To light the fire that time had stilled.
The one who made your spirit bleed,
Was just the lesson you would need.
The one who stayed, through every storm,
Was sent to keep your heart warm.
The laughter shared, the silent cries,
The mirrored truths in others’ eyes—
Are not by chance, but sacred ties,
Unseen beneath familiar skies.
So when they come, and when they go,
Accept the winds that gently blow.
For every soul, in grace or pain,
Arrives with purpose, not in vain.
There’s no such thing as happenstance,
Each meeting is a cosmic dance—
To heal you, love you, or to show
The self you lost so long ago.
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