There is an old story of a guy standing on the platform of a railroad station.
A passenger train is pulling out.
Suddenly he looks up and in the window of the departing train he sees the most beautiful, serene face he has ever seen in his life.
Instantly he knows that this is the one.
She is his soulmate.
She glances out the window and their eyes meet.
The train is picking up speed.
He runs along the platform keeping pace with the ever faster train.
Their eyes are locked in a passionate embrace when suddenly he reaches the end of the platform.
The train disappears into the night and her visage is jerked from his sight.
It is over.
She is gone, never to be seen again.
And so it is with many of us. The prize is in sight and suddenly the Gods snatch it away, a pawn in the cosmic chess game.
How many times have you and I experienced similar circumstances? A person on a street corner; we were outbid at an auction, or someone buys a one of a kind item just as we reach for it.
Part of life’s disappointments. Somehow a minuscule part of the universal plan. I am a fatalist. What is meant to be---will be.
THE SHADOW
