Wednesday, 01 August 2018 00:15

Thoughts on God

Everyday life and all it takes are holy.

Every single breath is & gift of God. Every exhale is an act of trust.

How close am I to God?
“As the Father is in me, so also am I in you.”

—From the jottings of Bob Maxwell,
Maryknoll Affiliate

Published in Features
Saturday, 23 June 2018 20:46

We Are Corn and Beans

Daniel Caño – Mayan Spiritual Guide

Here we are.

I am the corn

and you are the bean plant.

Your roots intertwine

with mine

underground,

and embracing

we flourish together

in this field

that is life.

Originally published in Daniel Caño’s Spanish/Mayan/English book of 
poetry, Savage Prayer. Reprinted with permission.

 

Published in Features
Friday, 26 August 2016 19:02

The Homeless

Don Foran – Friend of the Affiliates

Ten men clamber out of the creaking van,

Their sweaty bodies meeting a kiss

Of cool night air.

They drift, silently, sullenly

Toward the darkened church.

Mattresses lie, two or three to a room,

Along walls decorated with children’s

Drawings and almost casual crucifixions.

Carl, Eddie, Jake and the others

Throw their worn packs and bags 

Onto the makeshift beds, and John,

It’s always John, is first to ask 

If he can have his sack lunch now,

Not in the morning as we had planned.

“Sure,” I say, almost as anxious as he

To assuage this remediable hunger.

Several echo John, and soon all 

Are feasting on pb and j;  apples, celery,

And other healthy fare remains on the table,

But they’re happier now, even communicative.

One thanks me for setting a new pair of white socks

On each mattress.  Another offers a juice cup 

To a friend.  “Lights out!” Rick calls at ten,

And no one argues, no one hesitates.  Sleep

Knits once more the raveled sleeve of care,

Obliterates the hurt, soothes the jangled nerves.

Tomorrow will be another day,

Another cheerless day embroidered

With small triumphs, fragile dreams.

Note: “The Homeless” first appeared in Beyond Parallax, Centralia College (2003). Reprinted with permission.

 

 

Published in Features
Thursday, 01 January 2015 00:00

PRAYER FOR MIGRANTS

For all those who see “home” and all it means Disappear behind them;
For all those who cannot see a home In the days ahead of them;
For all those who dwell in Daily insecurity;

Published in Features