Eye Signs

There is a difference between the repetitive
signs of advertising rolling along outside
the car's window demanding attention
and the quiet hint that is shared today 
mirroring the whisper spoken yesterday.

To blink at the reflection of neon signs
flashing on the wet pavement and return
to teaching the faith that holds both 
the light and the road and our eyes
together all in one book on one shelf.

I have asked the sages that multiply
on those shelves to give me a new way
to feel better about not feeling better
but their silence and endless devotion
to thinking send me along strange paths.

Sitting in a beautiful sanctuary looking
at beams and stone and arches surround 
the colors of stories I can feel myself
hesitantly approaching the altar where
answers serve themselves to wonder.