A train stops. New travelers board while other passengers exit. Not many people stop to take in all the other people. The constant coming and going of traffic. Meeting you was happenstance. I was just entering. You had one foot out to leave and we both looked up taking in each other at just the right moment. How easy it could have been for you to keep walking head down. For me to move forward lost in my own thoughts. Yet for some reason, we locked eyes, and I’ll probably never know why. A coaxing smile tugged at my lips, one word, as soft as a caress had you far more anxious not knowing why it did. Your nerves rapidly calming shinned brilliant beautiful light from within, all the confidence was disarming and I was immediately smitten. Like a moth to a flame wondering how close I could get, I gravitated towards you even if it didn’t make sense. But I see you little lion. Standing proud and tall with those intelligent eyes trying to stay calm. I see you little lion with your head in your hands, question after question firing in your head. I see you little lion how fierce you roar when another is being underscored. I see you little lion showing your neck no matter how scared that it will cause you to regret. Little lion I SEE YOU the turmoil and pain while watching you laugh and smile for another’s sake. You know what else I see? The little lion growing and changing taking charge the way he should be. A strong proud lion awaits in your future, let me see you my little lion. Here I am for your journey, for your transformation with encouraging words and a smile. Because we locked eyes and I can’t look away.