Friday, May 30, 2008

How a place becomes holy

Sometimes a man
will start crying in the middle of the street
without knowing why or for whom
It is as though someone else is standing
there, holding his briefcase, wearing his coat.

And from beneath the rust of years,
come to his tongue the words of childhood.
''G-d'' and ''I'm sorry'', and ''do not be far from me.''

And just as suddenly the tears are gone,
and the man walks back into his life,
and the place where he cried becomes holy.

Call Of The Wild at 10:42 PM