I who was once the wanderer

I who was once the wanderer

am now the still point in a turning world

Who was once the heart of chaos

saying “let God sort it out”

now stand with a camera on the front porch

while the car pulls out of the driveway

two girls waving saying “I’ll call

when I get there” and “Bye!”

I who was once the wanderer, who

wrote wistfully “All who wander are not lost”

am now standing in the sun setting

am now the still point in a turning world.

Robert Seward

7/5/08