So much more moves
than these cars with their drivers,
these people sitting and talking,
these talking and walking

Each one moves a world —
all that orbits their center,
pulling huge swaths of perception
in their parallax.
Each brings the weight
of unmovable nobility
that stays with them
wherever they go

Each is holy, and underneath
whatever occupies the surface,
whatever ripples ruffle up their minds,
each embodies the depths of oceans
and must be seen that way
to be defined.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 17, 2018