No magic formula

Touching someone’s soul
Is easier than you’d think
Yet not when intentional,
Not when you sink
Into something more than you knew
What you thought
What they link
Into themselves

Touching someone’s soul
Happens when they connect
Not when you want them too,
When you least expect
Them to love what you’ve done, produced
What you live
What you reflect
Out of your own soul

Touching someone’s soul
Can never be intended
Perhaps that is what makes it
More than just splendid,
A touch more than nothing, a touch less than all
What is misunderstood
What is comprehended
From you and them

A House, A Home (pt15)

The next morning was the first morning that Salma felt like sleeping in. The bed was comfortable, no cool morning draft assault her toes. She took comfort in the laziness for a half and hour before getting dressed. She made her way to the kitchen and, first things first, put the rest of the bread out on a tray on the windowsill for the birds.

After that, she made her own breakfast. More complex than her dinner, Salma enjoyed it more than any meal she had had in a long time. She opened up her luggage and put things back where she had wanted them. Her laundry had to be done again, but that was all right. More laundry detergent would be on her grocery list. This afternoon she would go into town. The cottage would let her, right?

Nothing stopped Salma from hanging her clothes to dry again, fairly certain nothing would get in her way. Nothing had happened at all this morning to upset her. She began to pin up her pants when the line hit the ground. Irritation welled up within her once more. Reaching for the line, birdsong caught her attention. Salma looked in that direction, not seeing the specific birds who chirped along in the sunlight caught branches, but definitely the sunlight which began to shine brightly at the other corner of the house.

An option, certainly. Salma moved her set up to that corner of the house, putting her wash upon the line once more. There was no problem and in a few hours it was dry.

Not the best way of letting her know, but Salma decided they both had a ways to go.