A little story

An oft-repeated story I can tell
Not one that has not been heard or
felt.
Felt it has...
by you and me..
A feeling that can be explained as sorrow?
expectation?...a simple want.



A little flower wishes there were
similar souls out there in the world
That would smile when the rain fell
Clap when another caught a droplet
Hug when there is a new flower blooming somewhere
Jump with joy when the pollen was caught by a new
bud..

Saddened by the thought that noone..
heard her clap!
smiled with her
or felt her joy,
she looked up at the sky and wondered
'why would there be only of my kind!'

Could a flower survive in singularity (yes!)
could a rain be felt by one drop? (yes!)
Could love be held within one heart?
Did you not hear me say that there is
so much more I have to say??

Long she stood,
heart growing heavier with each thought.
....
feeling her warmth seep out
head lowering to the ground,
until she felt a small hand in hers..

looking around, she found so many other faces pointing upwards.
She suddenly heard them saying
"thankfully there is yet one left who can smile!
for another
feel another's joy
and pain..
Long have I searched but only now,
a kindred soul have we found!"

How many times have you wished
for a kindred
and turned to find them at your side
all along?
Even if it has happened once,
You are blessed. :)