THE NEXT STEP (37)

‘Why don’t we go out and have a cup of tea before I go and do my readings?’ Sheila suggested. ‘There is something I would like to share with you. I promised myself that if I ever met you again, I would tell you something that happened right after I met you for the first time.’

‘Sounds like a great idea’, Ted nodded. ‘Let me go and get us some jasmine tea. You can go and find us a nice spot out in the garden. We can stay near the front door so I can pop in in case anyone needs me.’

Ted disappeared into the kitchen and appeared a few minutes later with two steaming cups of jasmine tea.

‘Thanks’, Sheila said. She pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket. ‘The thing is, when I last saw you, I somehow felt that we had some sort of a connection. Call me crazy, but it sort of felt like I knew you from before. ‘ She looked up at Ted hesitantly and unfolded the paper.

‘Yes, I also felt the same way’, Ted agreed. He still remembered how he had felt when he had met Sheila. It had felt like they shared a past encounter, but he couldn’t remember ever having met her before.

‘I’m glad you also felt it and so I can give you this’, Sheila handed over the piece of paper. ‘When I boarded my plane, I wrote this little poem. It just sort of came out of me and it describes how I felt when I met you. I thought that it might be nice for you to read it.’

Ted looked at the paper and read the lines slowly.

When I first looked at you

I felt the sun shine through me,

I felt the earth shatter,

but instead of falling down,

it felt like

I had arravied home.’

‘Wow, that’s beautiful’, Ted whispered to Sheila. He truly felt touched. ‘I don’t think that anyone has ever written a poem for me before.’

They sat in silence, just looking at each other and holding hands. It felt comforting for both of them to have found a strong connection with another person, whatever that might entail.

Little did they know that their encounter was being watched by Laura from her bedroom window where she felt that her heart was sinking and Ted was slipping away from her.

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Author: Buna School of Music

New music academy and teacher training centre in Kampala, Uganda. For more information, please see: www.https://bunaschoolofmusic.wordpress.com/

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