At the Center

So much goes on around me,
everyone darting to and fro.
But I am not in the middle of anything.
I am at the center.

Even though the actions of the many
might appear to influence and affect
the life I would lead,
the truth is what matters
all depends on me.

Watch the murder of crows
or the assembly of vultures
feasting together in the middle of the road.
When a vehicle plows directly over
the community meal,
they rise in time to allow the interruption
to pass,
and then calmly descend again
to complete their task.

This is me,
constantly coming back
to the center of who I am.
To listen once again
to the One who calls my name,
undisturbed and unaffected
by what might be temporarily
out of balance.