Standing on the corner
By the lamppost
Mismatched socks and cuffed jeans
Her hair wet from the rain
Her coat, worn and tattered
She stood smiling
As she walked
She swayed
To music only she could hear
The dusk sun mixed with the shower
To produce a glow
To match the golden energy
That radiated from her
Only she could look so bedraggled
And yet so delicate
Like she was dancing on air
As she floated up into the sky
With such a slow
Simple
Splendor
The light turned green
And off we were
In different directions
Into different worlds
To lead different lives
But from time to time
I think of her
The stranger on the sidewalk
Imagining her voice
Breathy like laughter
And what would have been different
If I had said hello