When I found her, she was so small and undernourished, she was standing in a corner watching me.
«Hi baby, are you here all alone?» I asked her.
«Yes, my travel companions have told me that I require too much effort and that I have disappointed them so many times… that they don’t want to know more about me.»
«Who are your companions? And above all, who dared to leave you on the street? …you’re too young!»
«It was he, the courage, who decided to abandon me. But I confess that I have not always been small, in some moments I was so big… I could face anything. But then, if I am not fed… I will vanish.»
«I’m not getting the point, explain better, please…»
«You know, those moments when you felt hopeless, with an emptiness inside your chest and you couldn’t find the strength to take a step forward? Here, I was weakening at that point, until I vanished.»
«I’m sorry, who are you?»
«I am trust and if you have just noticed that you have left me on the street, then you know that to make me flourish again, it takes very little, you just have to take me back and feed me. I’m here waiting for you!»


Comments (2)
Flavia
Come una piantina da curare ogni giorno!! 🌿🌱😘
admin
Esatto! Senza fiducia cambia la nostra visione delle cose e così non si costruisce niente di buono, per noi stessi e con gli altri. 🍀🌷🍀
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