Echoes

Do you have a particular ability that sometimes helps you to perceive or understand things that others may not be aware of? How could you contribute to others by sharing what you notice?

In a market,

An unseen baby briefly cries,

Nearby, a mother strokes her baby’s head.

I laugh with the beauty of the echo

And mention to mother number two

What I saw:

The ricochet of energy,

The crying of one child

Leading to a need for a mother

To comfort hers.

She thanks me for the noticing

And the sharing.

Her gesture had been unconscious

And she is grateful to know

How instinctually her love

Envelopes her cherished one.

My delight in my gift to her,

So simple, and easy for me;

My seeing what most others don’t.

I treasure how the love

Echoes and circulates,

Reverberating

Onward. 

Bibi Caspari © 9/13/15