The least of us
Hello, can you see me here?
Please, might you stop awhile.
I am the one you pass by daily
as you hurry homeward bound.
I am that one who’s least of us.
I ask nothing of you now,
only might you stop awhile,
as evening’s chill is closing in.
Long ago I had lost the way
and could not find my home.
When finally I did return, there
was naught but ash and bone.
Fickle winds and restless tides
have led me to this shore.
I stand here by this byway
forever on the move, but
with nowhere else to go.
I am that one who’s least of us.
Please, can you make some time.
I’m here to touch your soul
if you might only stop awhile.
(2014)
