Mish-ed

We met again by chance than choice I guess.
I hear familiar footsteps before I see him and he turns around and then ignoring as a feeling just moves away into the warmth of smiles and nods again.
He had not missed me. I had.
I had missed him with the strangeness of a bond I could never understand or fathom.
It was not an interest of womanhood or manhood.
But then the bond was naturally formed across complete stranger hood, as if he and I knew each other since we hopped down from heaven unto earth and as if it felt like it would last till we both hopped back to heaven.
The only one who sensed it was Grey Wisp who smiled at the strangeness of it all with a knowing wisdom.
And then good soul who was there too right from the early days.
Good soul was someone who would not hurt anybody, that is how I felt observing him.
He didn't seem surprised to see us, as if he knew one January of strangerhood would progress into another in stranger ways.
I intended to hand over my gesture of affection and thank in person.
Both congratulations and thank you are replaced with a conversation that is supposed to take between two have at least known each other for a few years.
But it was the strangest of bonds.
It held all the parameters of strangerhood but somehow when conversation rolled down I found myself speaking what I would not share with another.
I realize it is a stranger who had defeated all my defenses within, my closed self was opening up to somebody I hardly knew.
Yet I feel no discomfort except a faith that however I think has changed refuses even to alter.
I tell him of something and I enjoy his comment that a mind needs to be educated.
Then I find the nerve to tell him of bells, lights and horses and he grows silent.
A silence again.
Perhaps he was sure he had at the other end a mish mash head.
Or maybe he would find out and let me know.
I wish I had not asked but then I had no one else I trusted the same way enough to ask it in a  place that held spaces physically, mentally and emotionally.
Yet, even if he must have decided I was telling a story of bells lights and horses ,I felt happy  I finally managed to make my gesture of affection.