the whisper

"why do you move like this?"
asked the breathless bleeding trader
to the market.
"why don't you move straight
where you want to go?"

market raised its head
looked into traders fearful dry eyes
kissed his forehead
and whispered in his ears
"because i don't want you to come with me!"

the innocent trader
took it to his heart
wiped his dry tears
turned
and left.

market felt guilty
went after him
touched his shoulder
and said softly
"want to come with me?"

trader turned again
and silently nodded his head.

market smiled softly and said
"then don't stand too close.
don't look at what i do
just watch from a distance
and try to see
what i am trying to do."