Why does Sanskrit have 96 words

for love, Persian 80, and English

only one?

We have lost more

than the ancient

libraries of Alexandria.

Glued to our devices,

each of us is now

is an island unto himself

staring at the world

through a piece of glass.

Stinkweeds block every path—

we drift past each other.

Alienation kills more people

than heart disease.

We moderns have become

the loneliest planets of all.

But in you, I found communion.

Step by step, the marrow in our bones

moves toward each other to light a fire.

Un-alone at last

we hold each other—

harmonizing a song

with no words

until we fall asleep.