This is my Camino. Welcome.

Small winter poem 8 | Buntings across town


Give me your prayers, friends,
And I will take them
And fill my pockets with them
And then I will make buntings from them,
And hang them all over this beautiful, broken city.

This square for courage, to do the hard things,
This one for love,
Willingness to listen,
Willingness to act.

I’ll take them all right, and spread them on ribbons
So that we can look at them each day
And remember
For what we have prayed.

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