The Stranger

Faces so many faces with a sentiment to

relay. Faces out and about moving through

the day, rain or shine with something simple

or profound to say.

I too wear the face of a stranger, something

of a mystery to myself as well as you. Some

days, even a glance into the mirror doesn’t

reveal the innermost essense I feel.

Here, there, everywhere, in alleyways, even

in the most remote of places, I find these

lovely enigmatic faces. And on the street,

given the myriad nameless in passing,

you may well be humanity’s jigsaw puzzle

piece enhancing my expanding world-wide

view. Good afternoon, lovely day. And I am

curious to know, who are you?

                               -30-

Chris Hanch 2-7-2020