I am standing still
in the center of the mall and staring
deep into some existential space yet to be defined.

People zig and zag
from point to point, and the buzz makes me
giddy and all atingle if slightly dizzied.

The longer I remain
fixed and focused, the less I am distracted
by the drone of drama that swirls and surrounds me.

In the moment I become
untouched and pure and perfect, and it doesn’t
matter that I’ve been poked and pushed and prodded.

Children of the world are
softly singing from somewhere  
beyond the reach of the loudspeaker.

I stare into white so long
I see your eyes like stars and lose
myself in the middle of a massive crowd.

But I find everything
that ever mattered to me when
I drop my bags and welcome revelation.

Degree by degree, I turn,
ready to lay me down in love, a radius
to be squared and multiplied by mystery or pi.

Were I to become a bridge
and a promise kept, peace might yet reign
in our sphere, filled with busy-ness and mindless chatter.

In time, I will see you again,
great king, gentle shepherd. I will be your
queen, strong, centered, able to hear the song of your heart.

In the middle of the mall, I find
my bearings, hone in on hope, waiting forever
to let go of much and many for the joy of one great love.