During long periods of being alone, I guess facebook has become my psychological/emotional release or something, I dunno. So tonight I needed to go to Walmart to get a few things. After I got what I came for, I headed for the perishables. But right before grabbing some eggs, I realized that I was in no hurry to get home, so I decided to start doing laps thru the store for some exercise. I started really looking at people in the store. On my second lap I was looking at the young lady stationed at the self-checkout area. I stopped near her (strange haircut, lots of tats, lots of piercings, overweight, bad teeth), she looked at me, I smiled and asked if she recognized the music playing on the overhead. She thought a moment, and asked if it was the Beatles. I gave a big smile, pointed at her, and said "well done!" Her face lit up and she smiled big. We had a moment! I did a few more laps, grabbed eggs, and headed out.
While loading the van, I paused and looked at the sky over Walmart. It...was...glorious! As I gazed on the heavens above, I found myself reciting the second and third stanzas of "Each in His Own Tongue" by Carruth. For whatever reason, the third has always been my favorite.
Like tides on a crescent sea-beach,
When the moon is new and thin,
Into our hearts high yearnings
Come welling and surging in —
Come from the mystic ocean,
Whose rim no foot has trod, —
Some of us call it Longing,
And others call it God.
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