Giving and Taking...

It is truly the little things,
the bits of things
the ones that come in small packages
that withstand the ravages of time and space
The little smile, the knowing nod
to remind you that all is not lost
merely misplaced
In the face of bureaucracy,
intimidating and cold
that tries to take hold of your soul,
to dash it down into the ground
in the face of insurmountable odds
and jaded voices belonging to faded faces
that scream they have seen it all before
What door stands closed that cannot be opened,
when hope is strengthened?
What chance will you not take
when faith is restored?
Bravery is not the word
that ends the slavery of the meek
It is the gentle touch
not the rude push
that makes you take that first faltering step
Encouragement that makes you believe
in the light outside the shadows,
the sun behind the rain
(for it is always still there)
All it takes is belief...
       12-7-12