A sonnet inspired by an eclipse, Cassini, and a girl

unlikeliness is not impossibility

A chanced proximity does not imply
itself that two unguided paths will cross --
just as the circling lines of moons deny
that they will intersect (unless a toss
of gravity creates chaotic swirls
disturbing Kepler's laws and bringing two
unlikely bodies to a single curl's
serene interior) -- so rarest few
could find their tracks attracted, close enough
to see the impacts of each lifetime and
the regolith of dreams. Now if this tough
restriction can be breached by fate, the grand
cohesion of the Universe persists
and they will bind as Newton's math insists.