Published on: 2/18/2010
Whither Gods, Distracted?

I fumbled for my change and gave, at most, a passing glance.
No premonition from above to heed your smiling face.
My mind, preoccupied and lonely, failed to grasp the chance.
A look, then off to work, your presence gone without a trace.

Unless we meet again, we were just strangers on the bus,
Your tender gaze or soothing touch reserved, but not for me.
Unlike two ships, no signal flares ignited just for us.
The Moirae sleeping at the helm forgot to roil the sea.

What happy times might we have shared if we'
d been made aware,
If mighty Zeus had paused mid-sky and loosed a thunder-bolt?
Our children might have frolicked under elms without a care,
But Zeus (distracted by Europa?) failed to send his jolt.

Yet, could our fates remain divided by such oversight?
Would Zeus and Moirae, unchagrined, give up without a fuss?
Will no fierce god yet intervene to set our futures right?
Unless we meet again, just passing strangers on the bus.