We in Need

What of the many congested in rush hour

traffic on the freeway, so many unrecognized

behind windshield and steering wheel?

What of the nonchalant and fidgety before

work standing in the Starbucks’ line? What of

the hurry and scurry world traveler types

streaming through the airport on their way in

and out? Who is it, I wonder, which one never

spoken to, who is he or she, the never known,

the rarely seen, the one who holds the precious

key to unlock life’s unresolved mystery? Given

the right place and time, given the optimal frame

of mind, could be the unnoticed man on the street,

could possibly be you. Why, hell knows, although

highly improbable, could even be me. More likely

it is the one standing alone over there with pen

in hand and at the ready from whom an autograph

has never been asked. And we, so dependent and

in need keep looking for a sign. Say, aren’t you

the one who…? Speak to me, I need some answers.

Is that you?

Chris Hanch 12-31-18