On one another’s light (Brian Patten)

 I do not know what brought me here
Away from where I’ve hardly ever been and now 
Am never likely to go again. 

Faces are lost, and places passed 
At which I could have stopped, 
And stopping, been glad enough. 

Some faces left a mark, 
And I on them might have wrought 
Some kind of charm or spell 
To make their futures work, 

But it’s hard to guess 
How one person on another 
Works an influence. 
We pass, and lit briefly by one another’s light 
Hope the way we go is right.

Brian Patten