“If someday, in a morning, you see you,

in a mirror or the dent of a spoon, and wonder

Where is my soul and

Where has it gone, remember this:

Catch the gaze of a woman

on the metro, subway, tram.

Look at a man. Seek and

you will find you

in the silvered space,

a flash between souls.” 

Naomi Shihab Nye