car wash

we live in the midst of astonishing mystery,
and in the everydayness, we must remember

to celebrate the miracle of where we find ourselves,
in the most ordinary places—at the car wash,

perhaps—on a hot spring afternoon watching
people vacuum up and wipe down, clean inside

and out what we imagine is ours before we drive
into the not knowing, forgetting, all too quickly,

the marvel of workers’ hands, their sweat and
energy expended momentarily for our benefit,

though ultimately for those they love, ones
they provide for, with their great, compassionate


The old Accord gets a wipe-down after its car wash / Photo: Jan Haag

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