Synchronicity Startles

I thought of someone I rarely see,
Then he was there in front of me!
Riding on his bicycle,
Across the Vicky Park.

Not much has changed for either,
In two years since last we met.
In much the same place, 
If my recall's correct.
What caused me then to recollect
An acquaintance that is slight?

He has a newish bike, 
Awesomely swift and light.
A minute's talk, then he speeds away.
Perhaps we'll meet another day;
By chance I suppose we might.