Thursday, December 16, 2010

POEM: Primitive Blessing

Home is a primitive gathering
Of fresh baked breads and gourmet hope
Where your story begins
Gather friends here
Simplify in peace and joy
Give thanks
Love more
Ask the Lord’s blessing
Ask for Angels
Be what you might have been
Take the shoes
And find your own way home.

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