random acts of kindness…

what if we quit drilling for oil,quit living for the deal?what if we built a new world,for our daughters and our sons?a world that’s honest,caring, and real…what if we stopped all invasions,stopped the bombs and the greed?what if we laid down religions,and opened our hearts.what if we gave our possessionsto those in real need?what if…

singing in your libraries,chanting ‘justice’ in your courtrooms.scrawling liberty on the wallsand floors of your Senate,unlocking prison doors,bringing seed to your fields.hauling bodies from your mines,bringing doubt to your classrooms.taking your girls from the corners,sending them back to their homes.disarming your soldiers,and feeding your hungry!i extend the holy hand,that is common and covered with dirt!

vulnerable, wrappedin anger and hurt,raw and sensitive to the touch….i found you,a small human dawningon the first day of creation…a crucifix, and a stone,waiting to be rolled away!i found you,and stood in naked awe,looking for the words,the bridge, and the plow.i searched for holiness…and found you!

a simple wooden crutch for the crippled,a bedpan for the aged.a blanket for the homeless,a small fire for the cold.and the sound of a mother’s voice,quieting the child afraid.a leaf, a turtle, perhaps a drink of water,a tear that needs to be cried…the straw that forms the sparrow’s nest,i could ask for nothing more!

of the working poor,both here, andaround the world…till these backs are broken!now these backs have faces,and the faces have names.we can no longer allowthe few to own the many…the time of economic slaveryis over! it is finished!dignity, respect,and equality….these are the stepson the road to tomorrow,a tomorrow based andfounded on freedom!

down across the pastureto where the woods begins.we tie the horses,and make our way downto the creek bankyou search for dead brancheswhile i clear a spotyou can hear the owlthe turtle, and the songthe water sings over the rocksin the firelight i beginagain the long journeyof knowing yourediscovering every nicheand crevice, namingevery star in your…