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The Daily Examen – May 18, 2017

What would it be like
to form a new language of faith
not based on a single story.
not told only
by affluent old white men,
but welcoming
a multiplicity of voices?

What would it be like
to speak in a language
of hope and despair
certainty and doubt,
and ambiguity,
of black and white
and not only
every shade of grey between,
but also
every hue
of every color
as well?

What would it be like
to take this language
outside the hallowed halls
or church and school
to the ice cream stand
where father and daughter
have soft serve cones,
a swirl of chocolate and vanilla
celebrating a good day,

And even
in those trying meetings
where people struggle
with finding better ways
to communicate,
and despair?

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The Daily Examen – May 17, 2017

The frogs did not seem to notice
the absence
of little white balls
into their little pond
beside the little patch
of smooth even grass.

The robins did not seem to mind
that the once carefully mown
long narrow fields
had grown tall
many more bugs
to eat.

At the divinity school
poets, prophets, priests,
and a few other
random seekers
applied the balm
of St Teresa of Avila’s words
to their troubled souls
as they continued to ask
“what do you want of me?”

We practiced reading
and writing
and thought about
nature poetry
and hymnody.

A friend told me
a true calling does not go away
and that I will not be happy
until I more fully
follow mine.

In the evening
the poets, prophets, priests,
and random others seekers,
gathered to share
vine and verse;
I had missed the chance to sign up
so I only listened,
awed and humbled
by the talent surrounding me
to set up three tents,
and find my place.

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