He clung tightly to my chest trusting my movement my lean
my direction
too young to hide his concern or curiosity.
I smiled gently and held him close as I walked forward amidst the swell, the crowd that
seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere.
I could feel his body tense with mine. I relaxed hoping he would do the same,
knowing he would do the same.
The noise grew into a wave of sound that swept over us, changing our position,
reeling us backward and forward toward freedom and honesty.
He looked up and smiled, and with profound simplicity I knew we were home.
my direction
too young to hide his concern or curiosity.
I smiled gently and held him close as I walked forward amidst the swell, the crowd that
seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere.
I could feel his body tense with mine. I relaxed hoping he would do the same,
knowing he would do the same.
The noise grew into a wave of sound that swept over us, changing our position,
reeling us backward and forward toward freedom and honesty.
He looked up and smiled, and with profound simplicity I knew we were home.
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| Changing Direction by Katie Cassis Summer 2007 |
