Stranger

In shadows cast by the fading day,

A stranger walks, unknown, they say.

Whispers carried on the breeze,

Tales untold, like autumn leaves.

Eyes that hold a mystery,

Worlds within, a vast decree.

Silent footsteps, echoes near,

A stranger's presence, crystal clear.

Through city streets or rural lanes,

A fleeting glimpse, a stranger gains.

Unseen stories, veiled and free,

In every stranger, a mystery.

Yet, in the dance of happenstance,

Connections spark, a fleeting glance.

For in each stranger, a friend could be,

Bound by shared humanity.