Lost, Found

We are lost
in the crowd around us,
just two more faces
in the midst of a sea of them,
nothing to distinguish us
from the madding crowd.
rats fleeing from the storm
fighting to survive,
frothing wildly in the night..

But for us,
the air is still.
The water, quiet and serene.
There is no one here except
you and I,

two hearts that have found peace
with each other.