Sharon, Waitress


How small they show that are so big:
tender aid when stuck in the menu,
and micro-gestures glowing in masses.
Then the café awakened, and what
was just a stop at night became
a holy time, an interlude
of depths and richnesses, connect-
ing orphans in the swim through space and time,
nearing the garden growing the future
where every place is home and ev-
erybody a lover of each soul.


  Ronald Jorgensen
5 May 2009
© Ronald Jorgensen