Synonymity of Synchronicity

 

Who could have thought I would be in such a spot,  

The front runner upon the light-bearing Sun.  

Smiling for me yet looking into you,  

Curiously wondering amidst the raining dew.

For being alive and seeing 555,  

Enjoying the synonymity of synchronicity.  

In the harmony of moments aligned,  

I find the magic, the sign in the divine.

Surfing the flow, trusting the ride,  

Guided by the universe, standing by my side.  

In this cosmic dance, I feel alive,  

For every breath, I breathe, I thrive.