One Heart

May you be happy.
I have sent those
wishes
for weeks to every eye,
every steering wheel-grasping hand,
I could see.


Silent vigil.
Much can happen in silence. An
intimacy
with every human who passes.


Leaving the
ego,
the self-consciousness of
standing before an audience
of cars and passersby.  Only
a silent wish remains.


Yesterday,
no wish for happiness
could manifest.
Instead, the day called for an
open heart;
connecting one open heart
to all hearts.


Remaining open,
kindness
compassion
acceptance
fearlessness
That was the intention.


Was the extraordinary
symphony
of honking horns, were the
visits from bus stop waiters,
a result of
above mentioned open heart?


It would take a
return
of ego and self-consciousness
to claim such a thing.


Am not sure
if there is
such a thing as
coincidence.


But there sure was 
a fine
dance
of hearts
happening on
that street corner
yesterday.