Man in a Crowd

The late afternoon sky was magnificent,

Mounded with great clouds

Sweeping overhead at different altitudes,

Bathed in the slanted rays of the sun

Dropping into the scarlet west.

 

I stopped at the hospital entrance

Thronged with people

Coming and going with decisive steps,

Eyes cast down, focussed on private thoughts.

A little early for my appointment,

I leaned against the steel railing and looked up,

Enthralled by the beauty above my head.

A moment later I glanced aside

To make sure I was not impeding anyone

And stared straight into a smiling face

Watching me intensely.

The gentleman slowed his stride at once

And smiled.

 

'The clouds are beautiful!' I said.

'Yes.'

He spoke softly, for my ears only,

'Blown about by angel wings.'

And he walked on.

 

I was struck with delight.

His words were enchanting.

Did he know how charmed I was?

Perhaps he did.

My eyes must have reflected

That surge of joy.

Cynthia Buell Thomas, Jan, 2020

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Vautaw

Sun 19th Jan 2020 03:19

An enchanting moment captured on the page to continue giving the gift of awareness, joy and grace. Beautiful.

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Don Matthews

Sat 18th Jan 2020 21:54

This is good Cynthia. Thanks for sharing.....

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M.C. Newberry

Sat 18th Jan 2020 17:47

A memorable moment, memorably recalled in print for others to
enjoy.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sat 18th Jan 2020 16:07

This encounter happened a year ago. But it would not allow me peace to just 'let it go'. So - finally.

I don't know whether the comment is a local, 'country saying', a quote from literature, or a thought from his own mind. But I was truly 'captured'. So unexpected.

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