At least a dozen years ago I was asked a question
over the kumquats
by a stranger.
It stopped me in my tracks.
At first, I wasn’t quite sure what she meant by it.
Soon enough it came clear and I smiled.
It was a very simple question,
or so I thought at the time.
Now and then her question returns to my mind.
And, so it did this morning.
I found myself thinking of all the lovely possibilities of it.
She was looking for one right answer, yes.
But, there are so many many more..
The play of numbers, the petals of a flower,
rain, whether it’s falling or simply trying to,
music that becomes a part of you, silence too,
and breathing…. just to name a few…
A few of what?
It doesn’t matter really, what her question was to me.
I imagine that somewhere along your own way
over the last dozen years or so
that someone has asked you a question.
Perhaps they even asked you over the kumquats.
One that remains on in your heart
and reminds you now and then
to ask yourself what the answer is….
Just maybe, there are more sweet answers
than you will ever know..
Just maybe, the important thing is to keep wondering
over the question…
ellie894 December 2, 2020