One Thing

a poem about trying to be seen, heard, and known — then discovering that we already are.

One Thing

Written November 7, 2024

No one hears me. 
No one knows. 
No one sees me. 
No one cares if I come or go.

The jig is up. 
It’s over.
The failure has been dealt. 
That one thing is true.

If there is anything left 
that I haven’t tried. 
Maybe 
that one thing
is You.

“Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”
Luke 10:41-42