What is it 

that moves you to

linger

just a little longer

in that place 

or conversation

as you’re passing by?

Is it a slight expression,

turn of phrase

or just a feeling

in your gut

that whispers

wait….

Do you almost

recognize

something familiar

with a glint 

of promise where you

expect none?

What is it

that causes you

to turn around and look

again,

to listen just a little 

closer

with a tone that

calls you

softly

to a place of

what if…

and when you’re there,

when you have

no answer,

even if…

I beg you to

listen.