At first, I only saw his eyes — they say eyes are the windows to the soul.
His soul looked into mine and a flash of recognition crossed his face.
Impossible. I refused to acknowledge it. I walked away.
I turned and he was back. Same eyes — this time attached to a knowing grin.
He knew — I knew. This time I ran.
I looked up to see a confident swagger in front of me one day.
Yet again The Universe, perverse and persistent in Her Plan.
Her Will Shall Be Done. I laughed out loud and shook my head.
I relented and smiled back into the eyes which recognized my soul,
Completely done with turning, walking, or running away.
I swear I heard Her clap Her hands and giggle.
I wondered then if such a thing as ‘free will’ truly existed?
Because as sure as the sun would rise — I would meet this man over and over
Until I saw him and allowed that which was meant to come into my life — to do so.