IF I COULD STAND STILL

If I could stand still
And look about with my eyes closed
And hold a piece of the world,
Would I be the judge?

I could form an invisible shelf
And understand
The mysteries too deep to escape.

Each blade of grass
Would vibrate at 315 hertz
And science would know a cure.

I am holding love . . .

© 2016 Chester Beasley

The Big Windows Review 7 (Spring 2016)