“I know you!” someone once said to me, but they didn’t.
They weren’t made to know.
But you know me and I know you.
Time and space does not obscure our knowing.
Every nuance of your countenance is etched into my being.
In my seeking I did never found my rest, until I knew I knew you.
You live abroad, yet cross the great divide to see me
in the dreams of night.
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Many years ago, I stayed in the home of a friend's brother-in-law in Karachi Pakistan. The brother-in-law was about my age and we soon learn that we had much in common. After several years, he was in the states and gave me a call. We picked up the conversation where we had left off years before.
Ron