The Upward Fall

The story says fall, and I fall to my knees

onto streets paved with refuse and waste;

breathing fumes of the fuel that the highway consumes

I fall with a gasp to my knees.

 

Underneath paved domain slumbers dust from the stars-

of this I am fashioned and made;

but the ground of my standing is holy, corrupt-

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A Blessing for Knitters

Blessed are you who stitch together
the splits at the seams of this world,
repairing the breach between poor and rich
cold and warm, cast off and cared for.  

Blessed are you whose needles respond to need
and whose yarn binds the broken of heart.
May your love be felt in every fold
of fabric that warms the wearers.

Blessed

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