- in smile of the day -2




...I sit

slowly,

with permission

next to her.



Our voices mingle with timid smiles, but I don't know what we say, really.

She is beautiful. And I try not to show it.

Then, I notice a smitten breeze slipping in to coax her sable hair into soft ebony dance. Of this breath,

I am not jealous, but grateful, as I look away to smile to myself.

She is beautiful, and I try not to know it.

When moments are complete, it is best to accompany them with the will of a child. For no life can be fulfilled without them. And God will ask if you noticed them.

And you must answer true.


Afar, a workman gruffs, forcing me to rise.
And as I see her move to rise up too, I extend my hand toward hers. She does not need it, but takes it with intimate nonchalance, and smiles to herself.


When God asks, I will say I noticed well.