I  sat by his side grieving  silently, at his unconsolable pain we had nothing to speak She leaned on my shoulder hysteria tore her body and shook mine I sobbed over a stranger's  coffin like I lost my very own but never  asked his  name - I waited for my destiny  He sketched on my palm and he wouldn't stop- How long?  I asked I am now amorphous dispersing with the wind diminishing with the rain drops condensing  into thin mist  and a lump of cloud stares at me just like the stranger I sobbed for- since when? I don't know BOBY HAZEL