Fate... Poem by Nestor David Armas

I pick up the phone and pause;

As her words ring through my mind,

'You can call me any time'

Like echoes in a cave repeating,

I linger on the thought;

As I replay our encounter,

How she smiled; twinkle in her eye;

I felt vaguely naked,

As if she could see clear inside me;

Wanted to walk away from her stare,

I thought her no more than blind;

What did she see in my eyes?

But she laughed at my inhibition;

And took me by the hand,

She set my soul free;

As she delved into whom I was,

And I no longer was just another;

She made me strive to be more,

Yet all the time I was myself;

She led me to find me,

I read the numbers and dial;

I call my fate...

(03/26/2007)