Courageous friendship

One day a conversation started

between two people

so disparate and so unlikely.


Not knowing whence the conversation would go

they had the courage to start.


It could have withered and died.

Like a seed landing between the cracks in the cement.



Or like this one,

it grew with water, tenderness, and love.



Over and over we try

like Milkweed in the wind

watching the seeds disperse into the air

hoping one solitary seed lands where it will take root.


And, we are changed by the very act of trying.

Transformative and courageous courage.

Holding out our hands.

And, being met with either sunshine or cold, hard frost.








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