On a Strangers’ Land on New Year’s Eve

(Written December 31, 2012)

On New Year’s Eve,

A beautiful stranger landed

On a strangers’ land.

He cordially exchanged

New Year’s wishes

With curious passers-by.

He did not care

Strange looks

Shot on his straight back.

He did not grudge

His knowledge of his bike

Pitch black.

The strangers would

Never know

The good looking stranger

And his bike

Are miser owners

Of each other.

The strangers would

Never forget

The beautiful stranger

Was clad in black

Reflecting the moon rise and sun set

In his black eyes and hair.

On a wet cold New Year’s eve

On a strangers’ land,

They told the world

A story of venturing into

A journey

Leading to home.