Silently I watched it play out
Before me.
Thinking I could not know,
Would not know
Her plans.
I noticed her eyes
Darting around the room,
Searching for the words
To weave her web.
I have learned that sometimes
There is more power
In letting it play itself out.
Observing it unraveling
On its own,
Rather than
Prodding it forward
Forcing a premature change
Then regretting the outcome.
Spending time smoothing the waters
Of discontent.
No, for now
I will smile and nod,
All the while watching
My own words.
Careful not to expose
Intentions.
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