I meet a man one day, he sat and listened to my words as if he had knowin me for years. But yet, we had only just meet. The kindness in his eyes led me to beleave that what i had to say was important and worth listening to. He spoke with a soft and gentle kindness that i had not heard for a long time, and had almost forgotten what it sounded like. I could see the years of wisedom in his eyes and i wondered what his story was, where he had come from. But i didnt ask i just let him listen to the words that came from my mouth. I needed this, someone to just listen to me, not judge or critizise , just listen to me. Who would have thought that a perfect stranger could be the one to help me through my day and make me feel worthy again. No strings attached. No worrys about being afraid of saying the wrong thing. Just a slight smile and a nod of his head. His eyes were so kind and i could feel the compassion comming from his heart. Not pity but just simple compassion. I never relized that i had had so much pent up emotion. This stranger must think that i am out of my mind. But he never let on if that was how he felt.. he looked me in the eyes as i spoke, I felt as if he was truly listening to me and beleaving in waht i had to say. Even with the moments of anger that would come through and the times when i was almost intears, he would still just listen. his eyes were blue and looked like small shallow ponds. I felt safe in them. I left this gentle man with a smile and a thank you for taking the time to listen to a stranger.. I only wish that i could have thought of away to return the kindness that he had shown me... Oh but wait I can, I could learn how to listen and help someone ellse with a bad day. If only we could all just take the time to not just hear what people say but to really listen to them. Imagine what we might actually hear .