We're all strangers until,

We're all strangers, until By Christopher Ross Livingstone 

Watching on reflection 

The world turns

From day to night

People walking 

Street spaces are decotared with busy footfal

Cunsumerism outweighing connection

We're all just strangers 

Strangers passing 

Opportunities lost

We're all in a state 

Lost in consumption 

Consuming deals in all that go ching, ching!

Never knowing the wonders of quiet contemplation and a deep conversation with another

Because we're all stangers

What if?

We all took notice of oneanother

Occupy your space

Stand in your silence 

Breathe for a moment

Look arround 

Adorn yourself in the beauty of the moment

For who knows

We might glimce a smile from a randiant other 

Lovers could be found

The more opportunities we take 

Not to a stanger

We're all strangers, until!

We open up

Share our stories 

Never sharing our narrative is a lost chance in learning

Deeper connections and relations

I say this in reflection 

Upon some of my lost opprtunities on conversation and connection 

Sharing our spaces can lead to more beauty and intention

To let go on some of our Issues and turmoils

Holding on 

Only lead to ruminaton and stagnation 

Take your moment and shine in your reflection 

And never be a stranger as we opne up our conversation