Pink Post 2 - Transformation

TRANSFORMATION
A CROWDED BUS

I boarded the bus yesterday at
Place de la Concorde in Paris in the late afternoon.
It was packed with people.
About six of us occupied the small space near the driver.
I was right up against the front window together with another woman,
who was leaning against the black dashboard,
holding a bouquet of flowers and looking out of the window.

Also leaning, I turned to her and said,
‘This is like our couch; we’re comfortable.
It is as if we are in our living room.
Can I offer you something to drink?
Let me get you a vase for the flowers.’
She laughed and we spoke lightly of
this and that.

The discomfort of the crowded bus
was transformed through our conversation.
The casual exchange between us lightened our moods.
My stop came first.
I wished her a lovely evening as I descended.

 

 

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