Men from the whole kingdom

Men from the whole kingdom
Gather!
The great merchant
Is opening her warehouse
For just one
Night.

Selling soft options
Perfect rubies the size of pomegranates
Maps to comfortable shortcuts
Easy answers
And tender mysteries
So precious
I cannot say.

Night falls
The crowd stirs
Hushed.
The doors swing open
A sign
In an otherwise empty space
Commands
“Go home.”

The men crawl away
Trembling and sobbing
Frustrated
Furious
Crushed by the gravity
Of their loss.

Wives greet their husbands
On doorsteps
And in fields.
The land is lush
Overflowing
With soft embrace
And perfect hearts
Filled
With golden honey.

Laughing and satisfied
I celebrate with my family.

We wait patiently
Sitting
Inside this poem, here
For the day
When the courageous merchant
Opens her doors of light
Again.