If only you can sit still
until the bottle imp has gone to sleep,
the fog will clear from the glass,
even the glass will disappear,
and the world will draw closer,
more clear, more bright, more intimate—
and for just this moment,
more itself.

∞

From the “Online Exclusives” for the Spring 2013 issue of Inquiring Mind (Vol. 29, No. 2)

© 2013 Meghan Collins