The Seed, Part 2
When all of my talking
finally came to an end,
I closed up my mouth
and I looked at my friend.
I expected a smile
or maybe a cheer
but instead what I saw
was one tiny tear.
I asked her, "What's wrong?"
"How come you are sad?
That vision of changing —
I thought you'd be glad!"
She looked at me then,
Looked me straight in the eye.
And then what she said next,
Made me want to cry.
"That story you told me,
Makes me feel alone.
If I'm in the dirt,
I'll be on my own."
I wanted to challenge,
and try to persuade.
I wanted to tell her:
"Believe in the change!"
Instead I just nodded.
I looked in her face.
I said, "I believe you.
You're feeling unsafe.
You're lonely. You're scared.
You're all by yourself.
You don't want to change,
without anyone else."
She nodded and sighed.
Then I sat in the dirt.
"I'm with you," I told her.
"Loneliness hurts."
We sat there a while,
the two of us then,
Just down in the dirt,
The two of us friends.
It lasted a while,
and neither one talked.
The quietness mattered.
It mattered a lot.
I stayed there beside …
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