The Guest of Honor

what if

when the banquet begins
    the tables are covered with just ordinary food and drink

the guest of honor is toasted for his imperfections
    his mistakes in life celebrated

the applause begins and does not stop

he smiles and asks for quiet
	   filled with awe

those in the room are not seeking someone to look up to
    but someone to sit next to

he does not seek adoration
    but rather to be in the company of friends

in the midst of this experience
     time is lost
              each moment filled with astonishing fullness

glance toward the door
              no one is leaving

there is a secret untold
    everyone gets to take a turn
              at the head of the table

					Jay Kaplan