Sometimes - Sir Edwin Arnold

Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours

For one lone soul, another lonely soul-

Each chasing each through all the weary hours,

And meeting strangely at one sudden goal;

Then blend they- like green leaves with golden flowers,

Into one beautiful and perfect whole-

And life's long night is ended, and the way

Lies open onward to eternal day.

- How beautiful! I love the way he says each soul is chasing the other. I think thats true love when two people feel that same way about each other and they blend into one...