Sextant and Backstaff

Sometimes, up above us,
as our souls rush away
from the burst of coming to be,
making for the edge of this plane,
we pass over another and become entwined.
Our paths bend and sway together;
influenced, but intrinsically free.
Crossing the arc of the other,
we curve in their gravity
and new constellations are formed.
Down below, we unfurl the sails,
set sextant and backstaff,
then navigate by them for a time,
until they no longer point to our destination.