While standing, drinking martini, at the bar,

girl walks in. 
Obviously anxious --
darting eyes, 

tense muscles, intense spirit --

looking all-around constantly, 
particularly toward the door.
5, 10, 15 minutes pass.

A wheelchair rolls in the door.

People part to let a girl roll-in
while 'darting eyes' charges toward her.
The rush to help is sincere, unneeded, yet appreciated.

'Darting eyes' morphs into calm, quiet joy.

The concerned anxiety is transformed
into unflustered enthusiasm.
A glow of friendship blatantly permeates the bar chatter.

It happened. May it happen for you.


-Dan Gellert-

-This one mailed to Colorado-

video here...