Passing Ships

Passing ships on the vast open sea,

Crossing paths, but not meant to be,

Each with a mission, a journey to fulfill,

A course to follow, a destiny to distill.

In that brief moment, as they pass each other by,

A small gesture, a simple act can intensify,

A smile, a wave, a kind word to say,

Can make a lasting impact on their day.

The power of small things is often overlooked,

But in the grand scheme of life, it's often the hook,

That reels us in, connects us to one another,

And reminds us we're all sisters and brothers.

Passing ships on the great blue expanse,

Reminding us of life's delicate dance,

That in the briefest of moments, we can touch,

And impact each other so very much.

So let us not underestimate the power of small,

For it can change lives, uplift and enthral,

A kind gesture, a warm smile, a helping hand,

Can turn someone's life around, make them understand.

That in this vast ocean we call life,

We're not alone, but connected, our fates are rife,

With opportunities to make a difference,

And in the smallest of ways, leave an imprint.

Passing ships, a reminder of life's ebb and flow,

That in the end, what truly matters, we know,

Is how we treat others, the legacy we leave,

And how we impact those whose paths we briefly cleave.