Recently, I read a poem I’d written for a small group and one woman was stunned. Her mouth agape, she asked how an idea could form in my mind and then become a poem. I smiled, not because I was smug or felt superior, but because I’ve fielded similar questions before. My smile, you see, was because I invariably unearth the questioner’s talent they take for granted. They might have an uncanny knack for training dogs or horses. Maybe the dishes they cook would reduce me to tears. Sewing? My mother was gifted, but not me. How about painting? Photography? Caring for others? Teaching?
The list goes on and on.
Everyone has value, but how unfortunate that so many don’t see the value they possess, for our society is the worse for those talents that go unrealized. At least, that’s what I thought…
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