Are We There Yet?

From the little calendar my friend John made us--this touched me this morning:

Are We There Yet you'd say, tired of our prompting to the see the world as you should: train-thunder as we go under a trestle, smiling face painted on a barn. you'd even get bored looking for signs that had the rare q, x, or z. Are we there yet? So we gave up telling you the miles and just said, we're closer, getting closer, whenever you asked, so you made it into a chant: closer, closer, closer, until, turning onto our road, we joined in, and then we all rocked in our seats, making the old car bounce and sway. --Virgil Ellis

When will I give up my internal prompting for you to see the world as I believe you should? To see it my way? How can I be a friend to one who knows me not as a friend? How can I join you, understand your view of the world? What gift can I offer? What truth from my heart are you willing to receive?

Are we there yet? We're closer, getting closer.