is the back seat really a place for love?
In one respect, I think not…
But hold on a minute,
I’m talking about love.
I dreamt I was a taxi driver,
in and out of traffic and jams.
My light was on, waiting for a whistle or a hand.
She got in and sat in the middle back.
The rear view cropped her face.
Her brown eyes caught mine in the mirror.
“Just drive a bit,” she said calmly.
I nodded and pulled back out into it.
She smiled her eyes and
I think I smiled mine back.
“So, any destination in mind?”
“Ah, sure, is that near West 42nd Street?”
“You never know.”
“Well, I will never know if you don’t tell me.”
She winked and fully opened her eyes,
briefly exposing the whites like teeth.
Somewhere, I heard the eyes are the window to the soul.
What a beautiful window.
I thought I saw her soul…even more beautiful.
She leaned forward with her chin
nestled in her forearms.
“Don’t worry,” she said, “I am not in a hurry.”
“I’m starting to get that. What about the meter?”
“Keep it running, where I want to go is priceless.”
I took one hand off the wheel and relaxed a little.
“A taxi driver not knowing where he is going…”
“…is a nice diversion,” she whispered.
“Wait a minute, you just hinted at a destination.”
“I suppose I did, but you are the driver. Without you,
I am not going anywhere,” she sang with a smirk.
“What kind of Jell-o logic is that?”
“Oh, let’s not get strapped too tightly into logic.”
I took a cleansing breath. “Jell-o,” I said flatly.
She sat back in the seat and stared in the mirror.
“What?!” I said.
She brushed the band of brown hair from her eyes
and tucked it behind one ear.
She said softly, “Look into my eyes.
I know you saw it the first time.
That’s right. It’s the beauty beyond the eyes.”
I did see it.
I pulled over and the tears in my eyes magnified
the beauty I saw in hers.
I felt something jump into me.
“That’s where I was hoping to go,” She said as she
handed me the fare and walked away.
God is love and is closer than you think.
“I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit within you;
I will take the heart of stone out of your flesh and give you a heart of flesh.” Ezekiel 36:26
Pull over, out of the traffic for a moment and look into the eyes of the lover of your soul; Jesus.